Where Did They Go? - Part II of II

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In this story I explain what the holographic cities on this planet are for. --- This is Part II (the final) of this story. Both can be read independently.

Submitted: August 14, 2017

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"Don't you see the light blinking on the display, Donner?" asked a short haired woman in a maintenance type jump suite.

"Sure I see it, Gina, it is just an incoming message from Central; like that is going to be important," Donner replied while munching on an apple.

Donner read the message from Central and laughed.

Then he said, "Central is saying that the repair job that we have traveled for two earth weeks to get to, fixed itself. They advise that we divert to our next scheduled maintenance appointment."

"Divert my ass," said Chin-lo, "the repair assessment report stated that a cable had been severed on unit Two.

I have a feeling something fishy is going on so I want to see that cable for myself. After all, our client has suffered a three week shut-down and it is our duty to see to it that it isn't going to happen again."

Gina replied, "This sort of thing wouldn't happen if there were permanent techs on duty in these installations. The way it is now, a whole planet is shut down for a month, or more, before we can reach it; that is not good business.

Gina slid her buff little body into the pilots seat and entered some numbers into the guidance system, then she sent Central a reply.

"Our internal guidance computer is malfunctioning and we are unable to reboot until our present destination is achieved. Once we have landed on DP-One we can reboot and reconfigure destination co-ordinates. Will notify you when we have landed, --- Out."

Another week, earth time, and the three safely landed near the entrance to the underground computer installation.

"Someone has been fooling around here," stated Chin-lo, "the door to the chamber is missing and someone has fabricated a very thick glass door to replace it; possibly made from nearby sand."

"Well that was cleaver, at least they didn't leave the doorway wide open," Gina replied. "

"Enough with the gab, let's go look and see what they've done to our computer," Donner grumbled as he descended the exit ramp from their space craft.

 

The three repair techs stood at the glass door and wondered how they were going to open it.

"The center dial looks like a combination lock-face," stated Gina.

"Then what are the buttons for? One is red so I wouldn't push that one, try the white one," Donner mumbled nervously.

Chin-lo stepped forward, and then stated, it is a LTIL, Low Threshold Intelligence Lock. I scanned an article about these in Intergalactic-Times. Let us see if it works.

Chin-lo placed one finger digit on each of the buttons that were the same color. Then Chin-lo pushed on the lock-face and the red button at the same time; the door opened ever so slowly.

"Well isn’t that a hoot," Gina said with a laugh.

"I could have figured it out, eventually," Donner stated.

 

The three moved along the long and descending hallway until they came to the computer room.

Chin-lo pointed to the cable and said, "That cable section is new," and after examining it he stated, "It is not anything like our cables. It looks like carbon-fiber. Wait, it also has silicone properties that allow greater flexibility.

I am going to run a by-pass cable and take this cable section back to the ship for analysis.

Suddenly a voice echoed around inside the computer chamber and a holographic display screen appeared on one wall.

"Greetings, I am Bonn! I am the individual in charge of a team tasked with the duties of charting and documenting intelligent life forms in the galaxies.

My students discovered your malfunctioning computer and repaired a cable.

We did this so the system would work again because we were curious as to what its fictions were; once repaired the system seemed to function correctly. We hope we have not caused more of a problem that we did help.

As scientists we are still baffled as to why anyone would build such an elaborate system without any living residences included.

All this system's holographic creations, some very odd and others often humorous looking, seem to serve no worthwhile function. Therefore, it makes no sense to us what good they will be; unless, of course, there were living beings on this planet to serve. So in the interest of science we would be grateful if you could enlighten us.

Please note the link in the lower corner of this display, you may reply by touching it. --- Thank you so much, sincerely Bonn, of Galactic Research and Charting.

 

Everyone in the computer chamber was shocked; they had encountered aliens before, but none that wanted input from three lowly tech geeks.

Most of the aliens that they had encountered were all bossy and talked down to them. This was a nice surprise.

 

"Well what are we going to do?" asked Gina, "We sure can't explain to them what this place is used for; these aliens may not even understand the concept."

"Why tell them anything, it's not our job," Donner mumbled.

Gina replied with a sort of tenderness in her otherwise gruff voice, "Because they are respectful and interested in what we know. Besides, it might be an opportunity to make some friends with someone out of the ordinary. We may never get another chance like this, ever."

"Well, I am all for it," replied Chin-lo

Gina looked at Donner and said, "That is two votes for touching that link and meeting new friends, how about it Donner?"

Donner grumbled a tad, but agreed that it would be kind of fun.

But he had questions, "How are we going to arrange this without Central getting involved? You know that they would never allow it on company time.

After all, it would require that we invite Bonn and his students back here and to obtain Visitor Passes. They will have to experience "The Disney Planet"  in person."

 

 

D. Thurmond / JEF

08-13-2017


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