When disgraced astronomer Dr Helena Roth accepts a quiet posting at Ash Fell Observatory, she hopes for obscurity, not discovery. Perched above the Cumbrian village of Dentmere, the Edwardian dome hasn't recorded a viable signal in decades. But on her first night, Helena sees a star that shouldn't exist - a blue light near Perseus that moves closer with every observation. Villagers whisper of lost hours and clocks that skip entire nights.
Old photographic plates show the same star hovering where the observatory now stands. And within the telescope's lens, something begins to breathe. As the skies above Dentmere thicken with storms and static, Helena's data - and her own memories - start to unravel. The act of watching becomes reciprocal. The star is no longer out there. It's here.
When disgraced astronomer Dr Helena Roth accepts a quiet posting at Ash Fell Observatory, she hopes for obscurity, not discovery. Perched above the Cumbrian village of Dentmere, the Edwardian dome hasn't recorded a viable signal in decades. But on her first night, Helena sees a star that shouldn't exist - a blue light near Perseus that moves closer with every observation. Villagers whisper of lost hours and clocks that skip entire nights.
Old photographic plates show the same star hovering where the observatory now stands. And within the telescope's lens, something begins to breathe. As the skies above Dentmere thicken with storms and static, Helena's data - and her own memories - start to unravel. The act of watching becomes reciprocal. The star is no longer out there. It's here.