Time Capsule

TC1702186997

“Translation complete. Would you like to apply audio filters?”

I was stranded on this planet for weeks now, when my PDA made an unexpected announcement. I wasn't aware it was working on anything, but maybe it decoded more of the alien artifacts I’ve come across?

With my hesitant “yes?”, the PDA cheerfully replied “Enabling audio channel, ‘reaper.chan’”

Wait what, reaper?

But my confusion was cut short by the familiar distant roar of a reaper leviathan that claimed this area. I was about to swear and run as usual, when the speaker in my seamoth came alive with an unfamiliar girl’s voice.

“Oh hi! Nice to meet you again!”

There was a sinking feeling in my gut. But I had to be sure.

“… who are you?”

As I uttered that, my seamoth’s external speakers blared a variation of a reaper's terrible roar. It was answered with another roar, and the bubbly synthetic voice spoke again.

“Remember? We met and played yesterday!”

My Seamoth was attacked by a reaper yesterday. Oh no.

