Transmission Log - Orestes

Author: Navy

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Auto-generating preface...

A log from NAVY. He writes of a close companionship with RUBY. He

mentions something about a room.

The transmission logs have been unusually sparse recently.

According to my records, this is the first one in four months. I

could've sworn it was more like four days. But, I'm not in the

habit of swearing, being made of silicon and all...

The data anomalies I spoke of last time have still been

occurring, to an even greater degree. I'm still running my

decryption script on RUBY's QEC. Apparently this has been

on-going for almost five months. Should be finishing up soon,

although it's been hanging at 98% complete since PINK's last log,

four months ago.

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RUBY's been here for six months now. It took me a long time to

trust her, but I'm so glad I finally did.

We eventually got talking about the crystals. She was actually

interested in what I had to say about them. She believes me. It

felt so good to have someone on my side again. It's been so long.

Yesterday, she travelled with me to the site where the previous

researchers (worshipers?) had written their inscriptions about

the crystals all those millennia ago. She couldn't read the

language either, unfortunately, but she knew someone from her

home outpost who would be able to work on a translation. I showed

her my own attempts and she was genuinely impressed.

This morning, she received a reply from her home. It was

disappointing at first.

The people from her outpost were already familiar with the

language. Apparently, it's completely dead and forgotten. Almost

no one knows who its original users were.

Yes, /almost/ no one, because one translation does already exist

in the universe.

The text that is written here, four kilometers from Orestes, has

also been found on two other planets in the universe. All three

planets are light years apart from each other, and share no

common characteristics apart from having these inscriptions.

It sounds a bit weird. According to RUBY, all the texts are

near-identical, and seem to have been written around the

same time.

The text itself is nothing special, it's just a three meter by

two meter block of lines and some spirals. Quite economical, and

probably easy to memorize and copy. The closest analogue to its

character is something called Ogham writing which was used on

Earth - the European continent to be exact - sometime during the

medieval period.

Anyway, the one 'translation' that does exist is found on the

rock next to one of these texts on another planet, and appears to

have been written quite recently. Because it is so recent, the

translator at RUBY's outpost doubts its validity. He reckons

someone passing through just scrawled it on the next rock for the

sake of writing something.

But, reading what they wrote it feels like the person really did

understand the language because...well...you can read for yourself:

BRANCHING OUTWARD MEANS

BURROWING INWARD TOO

OUTWARD RED STARS

INWARD A ROOM

A ROOM CONTAINS MANY THINGS

WHATEVER YOUR HEART DESIRES

I mean, that has to be about the crystals, right? They are red.

They are like 'branches'. Which means, there must be some kind of

'room' somewhere on this planet. Somewhere beneath the surface

probably. I bet it contains the secret of the crystals.

RUBY mostly agrees with her translator-friend, but I can't blame

her for that. I don't care if nobody else believes this message.

In fact, I don't want them to believe it, for now. I intend to

find the room myself. There must be a way.

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Complied by the Werner H. Young Terminal Emulator

Info: Simple A.I., designed on-site for executing

systems maintenance tasks and exchanging messages between

the Orestes outpost and the Arsinoe.

Built by Werner Young (2113-2151).

Names of persons have been masked to protect their identity.

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