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Scan results showed only the up and down fluctuating power reading, it was producing a power output comparable to a tiny fist sized fusion cell. Spikes of low level radiation were also picked up, as well as curiously organic material of indeterminable nature. More than this couldn’t be gleaned without opening the box.

Specs looked up “Hey Chief, got a latch here, think I can open it” He called out as he tentatively felt around the area “Wanna open it?” He asked in his characteristic cheerful tone.

Guy had no idea what was in the box but whatever it was he would rather have it opened and get off this heap of scrap, than hang around on this death-trap any more than necessary. “Looks like we’ve got another mystery on our hands. Shall we draw straws to decide who opens the lid/”

Specs looked at the Security officer and shrugged “Ehh, I’ll volunteer, might be fun” he smiled then began to open the door.

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“We’re all dead men anyway,” Guy said, “Just glorified extras!”

-Guy, Security

As the latch easily came off and the metal doors swung open there was a sort of soft rumbling sound from within and suddenly a veritable trove of rolling spheres spilled out over the whole area making standing a precarious process! Thankfully the avalanche of spheres were not hard, but actually quite soft and fluffy but still firm enough to make them an easy slip/trip hazard. They were the size of golf balls, silver-blue in color.

But once everyone would find some manner of footing they would be able to peer inside the box and find it contained one last mystery, that of a small cryo pod! Different from those used by the Alstair but functioning in a similar fashion. Inside the icy hold of the pod was a small figure, a young child or large baby perhaps dressed in simple silver robes. Attached to the pod’s lid was some kind of plastic soft paper with a flowing alien script.

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