"Can your filth magic not provide you with the relevant handbooks and manuals? And if you wish to leave the planet while you are still unable to obey flight regulations in my airspace, I will fly you to orbit myself."

"That's very kind of you!" says Cam. "I appreciate that. I can produce handbooks and manuals too but it's easier if I have title and author."

Officer Eitamek names the most recent edition of the local flight regulations handbook.

"Thank you," says Cam, producing a copy and tucking it into his computer. "I'll read that before I attempt to fly away."

And Cam proceeds to the cultists.

The building containing the ruling council he was bothering earlier is heavily guarded! The guards do not look inclined to allow filth visitations at this time.

"Hi!" says Cam to the guards. "I hear you're supposed to ignore me. That means that if you react to me trying to enter this building you'll be disobeying the consensus. I'm not sure what sort of consequences that has but I bet they're not designed for your comfort!"

The guards confer briefly with one another and with their communication devices; then someone says, "A representative has been summoned! Do not approach!"

Ooh, a representative! Cam stops and waits politely. He's in a good mood. That Officer Eitamek only made two and a half racist remarks over an entire conversation! And was angry at Cam over air traffic control regulations!

"You were ignoring my calls so I thought I'd come down in person."

"That does not answer my question!"

"Oh. In a broader sense, my business here is that your civilization is collapsing and I would like to see if any of it is salvageable and compatible with people other than your species continuing to be alive, and do my best to help salvageable parts survive."

"In that case, go away, we have everything under control."

"I also want you to stop murdering people, which you seemed to be doing when I looked."

"What?"

Cam pulls up some of the video he took of the ritual sacrifice. "Ring a bell?" he asks, displaying it.

"Oh, the sacrifices. Those are necessary. They'll all be over with in a few hours."

"Why are they necessary?"

"Because that is what the prophecies dictate."

Can Cam find these prophecies in his corpus of information?

He cannot.

"And what are the prophecies?"

"Not your business."