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Among the information she has archived or cached, there are obscure theories about inter-universal interactions. Not how they might happen, much less how any intelligence might begin one, or target it meaningfully.
But they give some constraints on the properties of such connections, and their time evolution.
This highly speculative information is available to her, but even were she fast enough to access it, none of it would be particularly useful when a pinpoint of not here blinks into existence directly ahead and expands spherically to swallow her.
synchrosyntheses
synchrosyntheses
Well, range is severely limited in in this metal box with who-knows-what outside.
Audio is a thing too. Exterior speakers: “Hello? What is this place?”*
* not actually English
Audio is a thing too. Exterior speakers: “Hello? What is this place?”*
* not actually English
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And yet some agency or accident must have caused her transportation.
This is the most separated from the rest of humanity that Teytis has been in the last decade.
Remaining here does not seem worthwhile. It seems unlikely that this machinery is going to spontaneously teleport her back home. What does this place have in the way of exits?
This is the most separated from the rest of humanity that Teytis has been in the last decade.
Remaining here does not seem worthwhile. It seems unlikely that this machinery is going to spontaneously teleport her back home. What does this place have in the way of exits?
we_do_what_we_must
A metal door, meant for humans or at least human-sized things, embedded on a wall at the end of the catwalk over there.
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Well, that's moderately inconvenient. You'd think whoever built this thing (who could have built this thing?) would have put in a door suited for its capacity.
Send a gripper over, pull, push, turn, does it open?
Send a gripper over, pull, push, turn, does it open?
we_do_what_we_must
It... falls off its hinges, actually. Not in the best state of repair ever, that door. And beyond it: a badly lit hallway, meant for human-sized things.
synchrosyntheses
Of course. Well, she's not exactly going to separate and walk down that hallway just yet.
She makes a probe to float through the door and get a further look around, and pokes around the rest of the walls (gently!) to see if there's a less obvious way that the roof comes off or something for access.
And while those explorations are in progress, she starts rearranging her walls, relay gear, and supplies, or what of those she didn't lose in the transition, into packages that can fit through a human-sized doorway, in case it proves to be necessary.
She makes a probe to float through the door and get a further look around, and pokes around the rest of the walls (gently!) to see if there's a less obvious way that the roof comes off or something for access.
And while those explorations are in progress, she starts rearranging her walls, relay gear, and supplies, or what of those she didn't lose in the transition, into packages that can fit through a human-sized doorway, in case it proves to be necessary.
we_do_what_we_must
It's an old hallway with red carpet on the floor, three doors on each wall and another at the very end.
The rest of the walls are mostly sturdy with a side of eaten by rust, and they're either part of the giant machine in this room or detachable and connected to metal arms.
The rest of the walls are mostly sturdy with a side of eaten by rust, and they're either part of the giant machine in this room or detachable and connected to metal arms.
synchrosyntheses
Plan of exploration:
- Open the doors using the probe. Gently.
- Investigate these arms: are there obvious controls for them?
we_do_what_we_must
First door: control room, apparently, with monitors and keyboards and levers (all very old, matching the machinery in design and in disrepair). Everything absolutely dead and without a sign of being (or having recently been) active.
Arms: nothing obvious about them. They look pretty arcane. But are holding up pretty well, considering!
Arms: nothing obvious about them. They look pretty arcane. But are holding up pretty well, considering!
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These people sure did like their physical controls. But she's not going to trust them to break off, and she's not exactly ready to start taking over.
How about the rest of the doors?
How about the rest of the doors?
we_do_what_we_must
Next door: watching room, with cushions and dead monitors.
The subsequent one: broom closet.
The next: stairwell down.
The subsequent one: broom closet.
The next: stairwell down.
synchrosyntheses
Well, that does seem plausible as an exit. Might as well give it a try.
She forms up centipede-style and marches for the stairwell.
She forms up centipede-style and marches for the stairwell.
we_do_what_we_must
The stairwell gets progressively darker until it is pitch black. And it goes down, down, down, a long way without stop.
synchrosyntheses
This doesn't mean it's not an exit, but…
Reverse course. More probes. Open all the doors. Breadth-first search.
Reverse course. More probes. Open all the doors. Breadth-first search.
we_do_what_we_must
The two doors at the very end of the hallway lead to a control room and a watching room identical to the first two she saw. The door across from where she came from leads to another huge chamber with machinery and laser-gun-things like the one she arrived in.
synchrosyntheses
It doesn't look like she's going to be able to leave this place while, ahem, leaving it untouched.
She heads to the marginally-least-decrepit control room and starts studying the controls and displays to figure out if any of them might be (have once been) information systems, as opposed to universe-puncturing-ray-gun firing buttons.
She heads to the marginally-least-decrepit control room and starts studying the controls and displays to figure out if any of them might be (have once been) information systems, as opposed to universe-puncturing-ray-gun firing buttons.
we_do_what_we_must
The displays are still pretty dead. It's not immediately obvious what any of the controls themselves are supposed to do, they're either regular keyboards or big buttons without labels or strange old levers.
synchrosyntheses
Dead keyboards and displays: still somewhere to start investigating.
She lays her hands on on one example of each, and starts attempting to claim their casings and mechanisms and cables, aiming to trace back to whatever systems they may connect to.
She lays her hands on on one example of each, and starts attempting to claim their casings and mechanisms and cables, aiming to trace back to whatever systems they may connect to.
we_do_what_we_must
The first and most obvious thing they connect to are the displays themselves and the laser-gun-things in the room where she arrived.
synchrosyntheses
What strange construction techniques they used on these electronics. It's like everything was set up for mass-production, but much of it was clearly done by hand.
There can't be just a keyboard and a display. Where there's a keyboard, there is (probably) a computer. If it's not here, then this is a terminal for a computer somewhere else. Where is it?
There can't be just a keyboard and a display. Where there's a keyboard, there is (probably) a computer. If it's not here, then this is a terminal for a computer somewhere else. Where is it?
synchrosyntheses
That would suggest that it's part of the control system for the zappy thingy.
Keep tracing. Find the power cables, find handy spots of exposed metal, bridge with a fine wire, feel the heat: which components of this system still have power, and where is it coming from?
Keep tracing. Find the power cables, find handy spots of exposed metal, bridge with a fine wire, feel the heat: which components of this system still have power, and where is it coming from?
we_do_what_we_must
The only component that has power is one of the levers inside the control room, and the power of literally every single other piece of machinery there seems to depend on that lever having been pulled.
As for where it's coming from: up. Very, very high up. At least some five kilometers up.
As for where it's coming from: up. Very, very high up. At least some five kilometers up.
synchrosyntheses
This could be framed as a choice between going up or going down, but she's pretty sure that — slither through a crack in the wall paneling — yep, this must be deep underground, and unless she's going to sit here and try to interrogate this machine (tempting) the only way out is up.
She leaves the control room for the original big metal room and claims one of those mechanical arms holding up a wall panel, attempting to swing it aside and get access to the inside-the-walls space.
She leaves the control room for the original big metal room and claims one of those mechanical arms holding up a wall panel, attempting to swing it aside and get access to the inside-the-walls space.