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You step back and turn, taking in the contents of the small room. The flourescent lighting above falters - for a moment, the room is bathed in only the dim, multicolored light of computer monitors, before flickering back to life.
Documents are strewn about on the main table, including an identification card.
A computer with several connected monitors sits unlocked in front of a mesh chair. One screen is opened to a list of journal files sorted by date, titled after miscellaneous topics.
my *log, valravn's transmissions
The monitor to its left displays a multiplexed terminal, with snippets of code, a hex dump, and a todo list.
Glancing above, a wider monitor displays a scrolling feed of headlines and statistics - ongoing events in this region of the solar system.
Large, makeshift antennae stick up out of a radio system sat on the floor, itself feeding into a large cassette recorder. A pile of labeled tapes sit adjacent.
On the opposite end sits a small bookshelf. Flicking through the titles, they seem to mostly be on the subjects of philosophy, politics, science fiction, and occultism.