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was found. This had a different Cuneiform symbol; but the same Bachi script. It was as if the place
was abandoned in haste.
“What could have caused them to leave in a hurry and just drop everything?” Leeson asked quietly
“The city where the explosion occurred is too far away to be of concern here” he added puzzled.
They continued to explore further; when they noticed a small blinking light on one of the access
panels for an elevator. The door to the elevator had not shut properly because a farming tool was
preventing it from closing. Tuulk pressed a panel at the left side of the door and it opened up there
was a sack in the corner of the elevator. When opened it was filled with some sort of grain. Similar to
Maize; but the kernels were almost twice the size. T’luha picked up the tool and looked closely at it.
It seemed to be some kind of hand drill; but the chuck carried a crystal spiral instead of a drill. There
appeared to be six levels below this one; if the layout of the selection panel was accurate. Someone
had scribbled a graffito on the back wall of the elevator. It was a representation of a Minotaur with
an oversized male organ.
“Wonder if that was one of the experiments that went wrong?” laughed Leeson; then stopped when
he saw the look on the female ensigns face. She was a Delevan and daughter of a priestess. Their
principal deity was a Minotaur like beast. He apologised and they went down to the next level…

The Lunarians were having more luck with some of the Holographic Crystals however. There
was a detailed Vid of the creature now reanimating in the enclosure. From what was displayed the
creature was docile and reasonably intelligent. One of the Hurabash children was seen riding on the
creatures shoulders. It stood almost upright. It had six limbs the hind limbs being longer were used
in a bipedal fashion to stand and walk.
“Well it’s definitely insectoidal; but the size…? It must have a rudimentary lung structure like the
Gantrax” Sandra said
“This may well be the initial species the Hurabash altered genetically to create the Gantrax” Derek
added “it’s still going to be some time before the being is able to wake. But seeing this Vid; I’ll see
about relaxing the guard presence a little” he finished saying to the others and went to make the
arrangements. Ron Land was looking over some of the hive’s conversions of the Hurabash research
notes. They were incredibly detailed. The Hive had eventually cracked the Hurabash language and
was hurriedly catching up translating all the crystal’s contents.
“Some of this stuff is way beyond even the Osir. They were talking about altering genetics at a
molecular level” he said astonished. Denarius was quiet; deep in thought. Reading another set of
notes when she gasped
“Read this Lance it concerns the incident in Roswell and the Ulahri clones. Apparently the occupants
of the craft were “engineered” using Hurabash techniques. They were originally created from Ulahri
clones abducted from their home world” she said handing the notes to Lance. He read through them
carefully. And realised he needed to bring his friend Lars in on this. The notes made reference to
using substitution material from human subjects. There was a name that seemed only too awfully
familiar… Joseph Ibrahim Helstrom. This could be a possible ancestor of Lars…

… Dagnor had received a burst transmission from the platform. The Eloi had found reference
to a group of Human Abductees from old Earth being taken to Hylon in the early twenty first
century; old calendar. There was a list of their identities and their ultimate destination settlement.
That settlement was near to where T’luha and her team were. He had a message sent to them with
the list and a third team would arrive as soon as they’d equipped them with extra equipment.
“… There’s also a map of the underground service channels. Being the size they are you can’t call
them tunnels but more of oversized pipes. That’s why I’m sending the new team down with the
Venosian Mini Globes” he concluded. T’luha acknowledged the message and signed off. They had
made their way down two more floors and had come across signs of recent occupancy in the form of
discarded food containers. The lower levels were better illuminated and cleaner.
“The alien script must belong to the Human’s captors or controllers” she thought out loud