Ship!
February 17
First full day onboard the… BL-8B M’RT? The species who built this ship may have been oxy-nitro, carbon-based lifeforms with a recognizable common bacterial ancestor (score one more for Team Directed Panspermia!), but they’re not in our databases and neither is their language. So far, we were able to phonetically ‘read’ the name of the ship, and that’s about it.
But we’re inside. The hull’s intact, but the temperature’s as cold as you’d expect in interstellar space with no power sources. I was expecting the crunch of frozen oxygen under my boots, but there was almost no atmosphere left to freeze. No complaints from me there, let me tell you. The last thing we need is anything volatile suddenly sublimating.
So far, everything’s shut down. There’s no gravity, no power, obviously no air or heat, and just as obviously no lights. One of the first things the techs did was try to interface our system with the ship’s computer — everything here uses standard Amalgamation technology, thank Eru — but there’s not even emergency power available. Janusz had a lot to say about that.
“If this was a human-built ship, I’d think the batteries were removed,” he said, scowling over his instant coffee. “And if this was a human ship, I’d think we could never restore power, either. Even the capacitors are drained.”