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TRAVELLER SHIPS
PuzzleType: FOURTH_CRA_
This vessel resembles the first ship I ever flew, the one from which I awakened. It seems to have belonged to a fellow Traveller.
The ship's log reveals that they never made it to the stars. Their vessel was caught in an electrical storm shortly after awakening. They spent their whole life trying to fix it, but were too afraid to take off.
They died alone. Within the vessel, I find the scattered remnants of their supplies.
{Search cargo hold}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within. The Traveller appears to have found much of worth on their world.
---MONEY---
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters harvested from abandoned buildings. Nothing else is salvageable.
---TECHFRAG_S---
The ship appears disabled, crashed... but the logs reveal I am not alone here.
A Traveller sits on the floor of the vessel, appearing to glitch in and out of existence with each passing moment. They are bleeding, unable to speak...
{Scan anomaly}
I scan the anomaly. My exosuit begins to spit out error messages, warning me to stop what I am doing. The Traveller cries out as I approach, attempting to alert me to some nameless threat...
I find something, an object caught between worlds. I pull at it...
---RECIP_PROD_COMM---
{Comfort Traveller}
I attempt to comfort the Traveller, but they cannot hear me.
I search the rest of the ship and find valuable cargo within. By the time I return, the Traveller is gone.
---TECHSHIP---
The black box projects footage of the craft's final moments. Multiple Gek fighters surrounded the vessel, demanding that the pilot admit their guilt and surrender to final sanction.
It appears that the pilot was a Traveller, accused of a conspiracy to assassinate a Gek Trade Lord. It is unclear whether they survived the attack.
The ship's control panel appears to still be operational.
{Analyse black box signal}
I attempt to analyse the black box signal using my scanner. My exosuit begins to issue error messages, claiming that existential collapse is imminent.
I find something, an object caught between worlds. I pull at it...
---PROD_COMMOD---
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. I find records that confirm the Gek accusations, but no clue to the pilot's motivation.
---TECHFRAG_S---
The black box reveals the ship is stained with the blood of at least two species. Vy'keen warriors pursued the pilot across three systems before blasting them out of the sky.
There were two individuals on board: a Traveller and a Vy'keen Mech-Priest. Injured, the pair fled from their enemies, transmitting data before they left. It appears that this priest was some kind of fugitive...
{Analyse black box signal}
I attempt to analyse the black box signal using my scanner. My exosuit begins to spit out error messages, warning me to cease my scanning. The equipment appears to be linked to another universe.
I find something, an object caught between worlds. I pull at it...
---TECH_WEAPON---
{Report fugitive}
I report the death of the fugitive, bringing an end to the authorities' investigation. I am rewarded for my help by the Vy'keen, though they are clearly suspicious of the involvement of another Traveller.
---STD_INC_WAR---
The vessel seems to have belonged to a fellow Traveller. The computer reveals they visited many systems and named many worlds, discovering more new species than many will ever see.
But they saw something they should not have seen...
There is a holographic box deep within the ship. Korvax approached the crashed ship, dozens of them, surrounding the Traveller as they died. The Korvax claim that the Traveller should not have tried to run...
{Analyse black box signal}
I attempt to analyse the black box signal using my scanner. My exosuit begins to spit out error messages, warning me to stop what I am doing.
I find something, an object caught between worlds. I pull at it...
---TECH_SHIP---
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. Nothing else is salvageable.
---TECHFRAG_S---
The ship appears to be pristine, all systems functioning. There is no sign that this vessel was ever inhabited, let alone that someone died here.
I see it on the terminal, the only video footage left on the system. Sentinels surrounded the Traveller, murdering them for mining large quantities of Heridium. But the footage does not explain the newness of the ship.
{Search cargo hold}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within. It appears to have been left for me, a message welcoming me by name.
---PROD_TECH---
{Access ship's computer}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. The systems contain multiple video files showing me on my journeys, appearing to have been recorded at reasonably close distance.
It is unclear who recorded this footage. It is unclear whether I was meant to see it.
---TECHFRAG_S---
The vessel crashed long ago, containing only a few data logs uncorrupted by time and decay.
They reveal that this ship once belonged to a Traveller, a devotee of some ancient religion.
At the time of the ship's crash, they whispered of eldritch light... of the crimson that deceived...
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. Nothing else is salvageable but arcane prayers and ciphered logs...
---TECHFRAG_S---
{Scan anomaly}
I scan the ship. My exosuit begins to spit out warnings, claiming that I am at risk of imminent non-existence.
I find something, an object caught between worlds. I pull at it...
---DAMAGESMALL---
The vessel bears the signs of catastrophe, not merely from the moment of its crash but from the causes that preceded it.
The vessel contains a series of instruments designed to analyse water samples. Several of these samples appear to have burst open as the ship came under attack. For a few moments, the ship fell into non-existence, its pilot dying a hundred deaths...
{Scan anomaly}
I scan the anomaly. My exosuit begins to warn me of a hazard, particles from the water samples still present in the air.
I begin to see things, mirror images from a world that never was. I convulse, finding something, an object caught between worlds. I pull at it...
---MONEY---
{Search cargo hold}
I search the ship and find some supplies, apparently untainted by the earlier disaster.
---SUBST_COMMOD---
Although there is no trace of the pilot on board the vessel, all systems appear to be operational nonetheless.
The ship was charting a course to a region known as the Keleibniug Mass, bearing the yellow insignia of some far-off alliance.
The pilot appears to have been carrying a message for a King from another universe... the black box shows that the vessel was fired upon by an unknown force.
{Analyse black box signal}
I analyse the black box using my scanner. The pilot appears to have been communicating across vast distance, with beings unable to reach them.
But something happened here. Something found a way through. I discover an anomaly, an object caught between worlds. I pull at it...
---TECH_SUIT---
{Access the ship's computer}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. Nothing else is salvageable but the logs of various worlds claimed by each faction.
---TECHFRAG_S---
The bodies of two pilots lie slumped across either side of the ship's interior.
One seems to glitch in and out of reality, whilst the other stares, motionless. It is unclear if they are alive.
{Scan anomaly}
I scan the anomaly. My exosuit begins to spit out error messages, warning me to stop what I am doing.
I find something, an object caught between worlds. I pull at it...
---DAMAGESMALL---
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. Nothing else is salvageable.
As I leave, the pilots appear to turn towards me, and then vanish.
---TECHFRAG_S---
The vessel seems to have belonged to a fellow Traveller.
They warped through three black holes and sixteen star systems to reach this world, to try to find the site of their beloved's suffering.
But they were betrayed. When they got here, they discovered there was no beloved after all. There were only pirates.
{Analyse black box signal}
I analyse the black box using my scanner. I discover the communicator code for this 'beloved', coming into contact with the same pirates.
They agree to pay me for my silence and cease their activities.
---MONEY---
{Search cargo hold}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo, the collected goods of an entire life.
---TECH_WEAPON---
---TECH_SHIP---
An exosuit lies slumped against the control panel, the pilot who wore it long since departed.
The suit's data logs report an ordinary and somewhat familiar life of intergalactic trade, moving from system to system, building funds for upgrades to assist in making even more money. As if the goal of life were to increase a single number...
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. Nothing else is salvageable.
As I leave, the exosuit appears to shift slightly. I scan it, but nothing else happens.
---TECHFRAG_S---
{Search for supplies}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within.
As I leave, the exosuit appears to shift slightly. I scan it, but nothing else happens.
---MONEY---
The crash site smells of decay, a strange buzzing emerging from the distress beacon.
I see crimson light. I see red curtains fluttering in the darkness of the ship.
I see myself, staring at myself. Both of our exosuits alert us to an imminent existential paradox. Only one version can leave this vessel.
{Attempt to embrace anomaly}
I attempt to embrace the anomaly. My exosuit begins to spit out error messages, warning me to stop what I am doing or face obliteration.
My counterpart gives me something, an object caught between two worlds. I give them something in return, something I did not know I possessed.
Two Travellers trade and walk away unscathed.
---P_ALBUMENPEARL---
{Attempt to flee}
I attempt to flee, but can find no way out. My counterpart walks toward me endlessly, until I am cornered.
I close my eyes and die. I awaken. It was all a dream, I know.
It was not real. I am still myself, aren't I? I am enriched, full of Nanite Clusters and new purpose.
---TECHFRAG_M---
The ship's black box reveals that the pilot of this vessel was a Traveller. They appear to have crashed the ship deliberately, inebriated by a variety of alien substances. They were haunted by what they had done. They believed with all their heart that they should die.
{Analyse black box signal}
I analyse the black box signal using my scanner. They appear to have sold the communicator logs and locations of other Travellers for monetary gain, the resulting individuals captured by slavers and pirates.
But there is something else here, something anomalous... I grasp at something in the air, releasing an object from a rift...
---C_NIGHTCRYSTALS---
{Search cargo hold}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within. Whoever they were, they appear to have been handsomely rewarded for their work.
---MONEY---
The log reveals the ship's interior to be ice cold. Its last known landing occurred at a space station with no living inhabitants.
The pilot disembarked to find a crimson interface, an orb that told them the secret of existence. It told them that they would die within a day. The pilot left, declaring this Atlas to be a liar...
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. Nothing else is salvageable.
---TECHFRAG_S---
{Scan anomaly}
I scan the anomaly. My exosuit begins to spit out error messages, warning me to stop what I am doing.
I find something, an object caught between worlds. I pull at it...
---TECH_SUIT---
The ship's computers reveal that the pilot was in regular contact with Travellers via holographic interfaces.
The Traveller's curiosity got the better of them. They wished to know who had created the portals. They wished to understand the secret of the final cycle before time itself ran out.
The Traveller found an answer, of course. A listener in the darkness...
{Search cargo hold}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within. It appears to have been left for me, a message welcoming me by name.
---MONEY---
{Scan ship}
I scan the ship, discovering a number of anomalous properties.
There is something here, an object caught between worlds. I pull at it...
---TECHFRAG_S---
The black box reveals that this vessel once belonged to a Traveller. They appear to have ingested infectious matter whilst exploring a derelict world.
They were unable to cure themselves. As their condition grew worse and worse, they hurtled towards the centre of the galaxy. They did not make it.
There is no body. No sign of what happened, but for the footage on the black box.
{Analyse black box signal}
I analyse the black box, discovering that the pilot was in perfect health. Whatever was wrong with them must have been a condition of the soul, not of the body.
But still, the logs are troubling. There are things on this ship that should not be here... objects foreign to this universe. I place one of them within my hands...
---C_VYKEENEFFIGY---
{Search cargo hold}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within. It is unclear where the pilot had been travelling before the onset of their illness.
---TECH_SHIP---
The vessel crashed long ago, but the pilot did not die at once.
They lived on, attempting to survive alone on this world for many years. But loneliness takes its toll. The silence was all consuming.
It seemed the pilot repeatedly placed themselves in danger just to hear the Exosuit's warning voice. This desperation seems to have lead to their demise.
{Search for supplies}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within. They appear to have stockpiled much during their time on this world.
---TECHFRAG_M---
{Scan the ship}
I scan the ship, but the results seem impossible. They claim that I am not alone. They claim that I am surrounded by other lifeforms, standing all around me.
I feel faint. As I stumble away, I feel an object slipping into my hands... a gift from another world, or a curse...
---WEAPON---
The logs reveal that the pilot was celebrating a festival known as 'Unification Day'. Groups of similar minds, unable to meet but attempting to find one another, to claim worlds across time and space. Once a year their various alliances, federations, hubs, and empires united to remember all that they were, are, and could become in time...
The vessel appears to have been destroyed by pirates.
{Scan anomaly}
I scan the anomaly. My exosuit begins to spit out error messages, warning me to stop what I am doing. This ship does not belong in this universe.
I find something, an object caught between worlds. I pull at it...
---P_GRAVBALL---
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. Nothing else is salvageable but a collection of alternative histories, dissident heresies about the origins of this universe.
---TECHFRAG_S---
The log reveals the pilot lived in this vessel for a long time, longer than most lifeforms ever live. It reveals a paranoia, a growing fear of the universe they had explored for so many years.
They had begun to hear a voice. They had come to believe that their exosuit was not what it seemed.
{Scan the ship}
I begin to scan the ship, but my exosuit appears to prevent me. My power begins to fail. I become aware of an object in front of me.
It is strange how I did not notice it before. And now... now I do not even know why I am here. I should continue my journey, I am sure of it.
---SUBST_COMMOD---
{Search cargo hold}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within. I leave, feeling as if I am being observed.
---MONEY---
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KORVAX SHIPS
PuzzleType: EXP_CRA_
#1
The hi-tech ship's emergency systems activate as I climb on-board, and a hologram appears before me - the lights in the mask it wears seem wide and dim.
The pilot calmly reports news of its imminent demise. The noise of explosions and tearing metal can be heard. The hologram disappears, leaving an array of glittering technologies and devices behind it. Some of them still look operational...
{Search for functioning technology}
The research ship carries fascinating technological advances.
I scan a blueprint, and can now construct one of these advances myself...
---TECH_SHIP---
{Search for transported goods}
The research ship's cargo hold contains advanced technology.
I scan a blueprint, and can now construct some of it myself...
---TECH_SHIP---
#2
The cockpit is pristine, devoid of damage save for that caused by the deceased pilot's impact against the control panel. Its data banks, however, look as if they could be brought back online.
Lights intermittently flash around me. Some systems clearly remain operative, one of which appears to be a sophisticated security sensor and camera array.
{Access the ship's databanks}
Only one data bank is accessible.
Thankfully, it's a useful one.
---TECH_ALL---
{Loot ship for functioning technology}
I discover a useful tech. However, the ship has recorded my looting.
Unable to erase the footage, I leave.
---TECH_ALL---
---STD_DEC_EXP---
#3
The pilot lies dead beside a short circuiting control panel that sparks intermittently. Beside the dead robotic navigator hovers a Sentinel that nudges the deceased lifeform, almost as if to wake it.
As I approach the floating machine fires a warning shot in my direction.
{Destroy sentinel and search cockpit}
The sentinel offers little resistance.
The ship's databanks are easily hacked...
---TECH_ALL---
{Enter peacefully and search cockpit}
The sentinel opens fire, forcing me to defend myself.
The ship's databanks prove adequate compensation for my wounds.
---TECH_ALL---
---DAMAGESMALL---
{Search remainder of ship}
The remainder of the ship proves bereft of threats.
I help myself to what I find.
---PROD_COMMOD---
---C_KORVAXCASING---
---PROD_FUEL---
#4
Judging by the destruction within, this ship must have crash landed with particular ferocity. Cargo thrown from its containers is strewn everywhere.
It's hard to distinguish between what are remnants of the pilot's metallic shell and which pieces of debris are from the ship itself. The black box has survived intact, but it makes a strange fizzing noise as I approach.
{Search wreckage}
I'm surprised by the sheer amount of valuable goods I find.
---PROD_COMMOD---
---C_KORVAXCASING---
{Boost black box signal}
The box sparks, burning my arm.
I make the ship easily discoverable by its electronic race, and am rewarded.
---STD_INC_EXP---
---DAMAGESMALL---
---TECH_SHIP---
#5
Everything on the hi-tech research ship appears to be operational, apart from the engines. There's no sign of the pilot, however.
I wonder whether they're still alive somewhere within the crash site.
{Access the ship's computer}
Between the endless logs of flora and fauna I strike technological gold.
---TECH_SHIP---
{Search the crash site}
I meet a dying electronic lifeform.
It is grateful for my company, and shares its secrets before it disconnects.
---TECH_ALL---
---STD_INC_EXP---
#6
I'm alerted by banging and a strange electrical buzzing from the cockpit. The scorch marks on the walls of the hold suggest a firefight took place here.
The noise of robotic activity from the cockpit suggests the firefight isn't yet over...
{Search cargo hold}
The hold hisses open. Exotic techs were being transported.
I retrieve a ship technology blueprint.
---TECH_SHIP---
{Search cockpit}
A scorched sentinel attacks.
I retrieve products from the pilot's corpse.
---DAMAGESMALL---
---C_KORVAXCASING---
---PROD_FUEL---
#7
As I climb past the sealed cargo hold, the craft's holographic black box springs to life. The vessel was struck by a meteor and crash landed here. Nearby lies the dead electronic pilot, its multi-tool at its feet and its protective casing cracked. Its death pose suggests it was trying to contact its people before the impact.
An operational camera watches on from above, and signals could be boosted. I could perhaps explain the lifeform's disappearance.
{Boost black box distress signal}
I log the ship with grateful authorities.
The cargo hold unlocks, revealing a ship tech cargo.
---STD_INC_EXP---
---TECH_SHIP---
{Search dead pilot}
The pilot's equipment helps me construct a multi-tool tech blueprint.
The camera focuses in on me. I'm being watched.
---TECH_WEAPON---
---STD_DEC_EXP---
#8
I clamber through the ship's hatch, and see the holographic black box playing on an eternal loop. For some reason the electronic pilot was shot down by its own kind.
Investigating the hold reveals rows of metallic shell casings hung from the walls. Empty electronic bodies, waiting to be filled with life. The pilot had clearly gone rogue with a precious cargo, and the crash site never discovered.
{Increase homing beacon power.}
An overjoyed message comes through.
I am thanked with a new technology blueprint.
---TECH_ALL---
---STD_INC_EXP---
{Loot empty electronic lifeform shells}
The loot yield from the bodies is excellent.
Yet I somehow feel judged...
---PROD_COMMOD---
---STD_DEC_EXP---
---PROD_FUEL---
#9
Two robotic pilots lie crumpled against the ship's controls, which appear to have been sabotaged. Suddenly the ship's main doors hiss open.
A malfunctioning robot enters, seemingly speaking the language of a warrior species. It ignores me, choosing instead to posture dramatically to itself in the doorway. It carries a multi-tool that appears superior to my own.
{Talk to robot}
The robot presents me with its multi-tool.
I am clearly seen as an ally.
---WEAPON---
{Search cockpit and leave quietly}
I steal a ship technology blueprint.
The robot clearly doesn't view me as a threat.
---TECH_SHIP---
#10
The disconnected electronic pilot was clearly some kind of scientist. It lies clutching the black box protectively in its metal arms. The hold is filled with experiments, each one seeming to focus on the manufacture of items and industrial chemicals that would likely be valuable to this race of electronic lifeforms.
Despite the crash much of the ship's equipment is still operational and could be scanned for a working technology blueprint.
{Extract black box data}
The black box reveals the secrets of the scientist's latest project...
---RECIP_PROD_COMM---
{Search equipment}
I scan a piece of operational ship technology.
---TECH_SHIP---
#11
The craft's emergency systems have been activated. A hologram appears before me, the lights on its mask constricted and crimson.
This Korvax Sentry had been pursuing a carapace that had disconnected from their Convergence. Displaying unusual and even heretical signs of independent thought, the unit had attempted to lead a rebellion against its fellow Atlas worshippers.
{Report crash}
I log the ship with the authorities, reporting the wrecked vessel. The Convergence rewards me for my trouble, promising to pursue the heretic to the end of the universe.
---STD_INC_EXP---
{Search cargo hold}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within. The sentry had clearly prepared for a long pursuit.
---C_KORVAXCASING---
#12
Although damaged, the data banks of this vessel look as if they could be brought back online.
The electronic pilot of the vessel malfunctioned. The connection between their suit and their Convergence had decayed, irrevocably corrupted.
They drifted through the cosmos alone and afraid.
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. Nothing else is salvageable, the terminals damaged by the pilot's convulsions.
---TECHFRAG_S---
{Strengthen black box signal}
I log the ship with the authorities, reporting the wrecked vessel. The Convergence reward me for my trouble, mourning the loss of their friend.
---STANDING---
#13
Everything on the research ship appears to be operational, apart from the engines. The ship's logs reveal that the electronic lifeform was studying galactic trade.
The Korvax were trading more from curiosity than necessity. Profit, loss, accumulation... these concepts are alien to them, and they seem to have been trying to understand other lifeforms better.
They were fired upon in a deal gone wrong. The study ceased.
{Search remains}
I check the pilot's remains, finding a few useful supplies untouched by the passage of time. Their suit appears strangely vacant and limp.
Whoever inhabited this suit seems to have somehow escaped before the moment of death. How, I cannot say...
---RECIP_PROD_COMM---
{Search cargo hold}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within. Even if it did not come naturally to them, the Korvax appears to have been an excellent trader.
---MONEY---
#14
The log shows the shell of an electronic pilot, its systems failing, its protective casing cracked.
The Korvax appears to have fled justice. They had been caught falsifying research data and experiments. They offered no explanation when they were caught, no purpose for their malice. They only flew...
{Report fugitive}
I report the death of the fugitive, bringing an end to the authorities' investigation. I am rewarded for my help, the Korvax dispatching one of their Sentries to this world to examine the crime scene.
---RECIP_PROD_COMM---
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. Nothing else is salvageable. The Korvax seems to have paid little attention to the maintenance of their machines.
---TECHFRAG_S---
#15
I find a holographic black box playing on an eternal loop. The electronic pilot of this vessel was considered a hero among their people, awarded a rare degree of autonomy from the Convergence as a result.
They appear to have been responsible for deepening their species' relationship with the Sentinels. It is unclear how they accomplished this.
{Search remains}
I check the body, finding a few useful supplies. Several unusual components are attached at key points along their exosuit.
It glints like the shell of a Sentinel. As I touch it, I feel the hum of the universe itself. I leave, shaken by my encounter.
---TECH_SUIT---
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. The pilot was using them in an attempt to commune with Sentinel drones...
---TECHFRAG_S---
#16
The stricken craft's black box reveals the final voyage of the electronic lifeform within.
The Korvax pilot appears to have been ancient, its intelligence and technology utterly incompatible with the present form of the Convergence. Such entities apparently pre-date the fall of the Korvax homeworld, drifting through the universe with a faint memory of long-lost glory.
{Report vessel}
I log the ship with the authorities, reporting the wrecked vessel. I am rewarded for my trouble, the Convergence dispatching ships to recover their ancient comrade.
---TECH_SUIT---
{Search cargo hold}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within, much of it untouched for a hundred years or more.
---STD_INC_EXP---
#17
Fire spread through this ship in the moments after the crash, but the logs reveal that the pilot was already dead.
This was a funeral vessel for a Korvax leader, its suit held in stasis at the centre of the craft. Traditionally the species recycles such suits for new lifeforms, but for some, their death presents an exception.
Their bodies are sent out to the stars, to return to the Atlas that made them...
{Search remains}
I check the body, finding a few useful supplies. I leave the remains in peace, hoping that they will find what they seek in death.
---TEACHWORD_EXP---
{Search for supplies}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within. The Korvax appear to have carried offerings on board.
---C_KORVAXCASING---
#18
The craft's holographic black box springs to life.
The electronic pilot appears to have grown terrified in the weeks leading up to their death, their systems no longer operating with the efficiency to which they were previously accustomed. They began to forget things.
The crash was an accident, of course...
{Report vessel}
I log the ship with the authorities, reporting the wrecked vessel. I am rewarded for my trouble.
---P_ALBUMENPEARL---
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. Nothing else is salvageable.
---TECHFRAG_S---
#19
A hologram appears before me, the lights on the Korvax's mask waning and mournful.
The fall of their homeworld plays out before me, Gek warships surrounding the planet and bombarding its core. Countless lives are lost, the Gek enslaving the survivors and melting down their bodies.
But that was many years ago. The universe is different now, isn't it?
{Search for supplies}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within. The Korvax must have been on a mission of some importance.
---C_KORVAXCASING---
{Access ship's computer}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. Nothing else is salvageable. All other records were purged in the moments approaching the crash.
---TECHFRAG_S---
#20
Everything on the research ship appears to be operational, if somewhat obsolete by the standards of other craft. There is no sign of the pilot.
As I explore the ship, I realise I am not alone. I feel it watching me from all around... a soul in the walls... an echo of something that once lived...
{Search cargo hold}
I search the ship and find valuable cargo within. There is no sign of the lifeform.
---TECH_SUIT---
{Access databanks}
I access the ship's systems, extracting a quantity of Nanite Clusters. As I do, the ship speaks to me. The pilot's consciousness survived within, unable to leave.
As the system shuts down, there is nothing I can do but comfort them, allowing them say their last goodbye to the world.
---TECHFRAG_M---