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Some sort of space junk pinged off the hull of the ship, echoing
dully from every direction. 3 minutes. The sensors still weren't
picking up any signals, but the monitors automatically displayed
its normal analysis.
Nearest Star:
Spectral & Luminosity Type: M4.5 V
Coordinates: 7.875 / -9.25 / -15.90625
Nearest Planet:
Orbital Period: 238 days
Orbital Distance: 0.8662AU
Equilibrium Temperature: 265 K (−8 °C; 17 °F)
Average Barometric Pressure: 1013.25 mbar
Atmosphere:
Nitrogen...............78%
Oxygen.................13%
Argon...................5%
Other Gases.............4%
2 minutes. We were about to break through the atmosphere near the
dark side of the planet, couldn't tell more than that- there was
nothing to see beyond the nearly purple clouds, locked in perpetual
dusk. We harnessed ourselves in the central chamber per protocol.
As the ship began to tremble, the walls around us turned black and
iridescent. Suddenly, in the center of the room stood the small
gilded box, it's black orbs reflecting rainbows across our faces.
1 minute. The pressure on our bodies falls as the ship's thrusters
reach equilibrium. This part always reminded me of the playground;
spinning on that wheel with the world a blur then dragging your
feet in the dirt waiting to be able to let go.
"uuUUU-just-eeeeeeeeee-ng ooooutpuut freeeequenciessss. Assessment
Complete. Please do not be alarmed. We kindly welcome The Revenent
to Nalmyke. We will be landing momentarily." a voice warbled from
the center of the room. "We are curious about the dimensional
qualities of this ship and its crew. Please allow us to honor you
as guests of our society. May we converse pleasantly." a tiny
figure grew out of the box, like a mountainous jello mold, and
bowed at us. 30 seconds.
"Docking procedure initiated"