The Last Honest Frequency

Somewhere between the 2.4 gigahertz band and the edge of the Atacama Desert, a deep-space listening station begins receiving a signal that predicts the deaths of its three-person crew — in their own voices, eighteen hours before it happens. What follows is a race against a transmission that knows them better than they know themselves, and the slow, nauseating realization that the signal may not be coming from space at all.