A linguist named Dr. Yuki Han tried to listen to it. She converted the Grtmpvol's pulses into sound. What she heard made her cry: not from fear, but from a sudden, aching familiarity. It was the rhythm of her dead grandmother's breathing, slowed down 400 times.
And somewhere, in the empty space where the Grtmpvol had been, a single seed began to grow. grtmpvol
The Grtmpvol agreed.