("Signals in
the Void" is a character fan fiction story revolving around my adventures
in exploration.)
While we have been docked with the trade hub now for a
few hours, I've spent the time trying to decipher this distress signal we
received a few days ago and it's driving me nuts. It seems so bizarre that I can't pin down the
type of encryption method. What I am
hearing sounds like some sort of human language but it doesn't follow any
consistency. The signal also fails to
have any of the similarities of the major factions. The station this signal came from is quite
old but there should be something similar with all the encryption methods we
know about. Even with the information
pulled from the old station's data banks, I can't seem to get areas to match
up. I didn't want to but it seems I'm
going to need to hire someone more knowledgeable in archaic languages and
encryptions. Unfortunately there are no
reputable members of that profession available, but I'll have Captain Erhan
find me someone who won't gouge my wallet too badly considering we need this
information before the rest of our preparations are finished tomorrow. After all that has happened I think I'll go
take a nap.
I'm startled out of my nap a few hours later with an
urgent message from Erhan. It appears
our salvage teams we left at the old station have run into a problem. Erhan reports that he has no idea what the
problem is. All he knows is they tried
sending us a transmission but most of it was garbled, he sends me a copy of the
transmission and listening to it I can only make out Frank's urgent voice
saying, "Ro...dro...need assita....".
Well whatever it says, it can't be good if they bothered to try and
contact us. I give Erhan orders to gather the crew because
we're leaving now.
Hurrying out of my room to my hanger floor I see my crew rushing
around the hanger preparing the Arbitrator class cruiser to leave. Moving over to my capsule, I hop in and begin
transfer over to my ship. Pondering what
the issue might be with the salvage teams I decide to play it safe and inform
Erhan to load up a few more flights of combat drones into the Arbitrator's
drone bay. While a decent ship overall
the Arbitrator really shines in its ability to control and enhance drone
capabilities. It then hits me as to what
the salvage team's problem was and their need to send me an emergency
transmission.
I inform Erhan and the crew to stop all other
preparations and to get the extra flight of combat drones loaded and to board
ship because I'm leaving as soon as the ship is ready to move. Getting in touch with station control it
appears they are having some trouble with their computer systems and are having
trouble processing my request to be put ahead in the queue of ships wanting to
leave the station.
Though this sets my timeframe back a bit, it gives the
crew the chance to finish loading my combat drones and get on board. Having the ship lift off, station control
informs me of emergency lockdown procedures of the entire station. Finding this curious I look up the current
news on the station to find mass equipment malfunctions and areas of the
station shutting down over the last few hours.
Locating the central location where all the malfunctions intersect
appears to be in the research section of the station. Getting confirmation from Erhan it appears he
hired a fellow in that area to take a look at our distress signal.
While information on rogue drone AI is next to
non-existent I have a hunch we may have introduced one to the station. This explains why I couldn't crack the
encryption, the distress signal wasn't encrypted; it was the drone AI thinking! Station control seems to be shutting down the
AI and will probably have control of the station again in a few hours. Unfortunately my salvage crews may not have
that long, looks like we'll be leaving this station the hard way.
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