The chamber is now accessible, and I have started to retrieve artifacts.
I also secured the corpse, bringing it out and storing it in a stasis pod. It is a middle-aged woman, and the label on her uniform seems to be a name rather than a rank - "Layla". She is heavily altered with cybernetic implants, most of them are attached to her nervous system, enveloping it from autonomous systems such as the phrenic nerve up all the way up to the brain. These cybernetic alterations are marvelously preserved, even though the organic part has decayed. Of course there is more than enough material to fully scan her DNA.
Maybe I could make a clone? And hook up these cybernetic implants to the clone in order to read them out? I will have to inform myself about that.
I have been trying to translate the few intact messages that I found. It's hard, I'm not a specialist in the Takmahl language and the translation device is producing a lot of nonsense. I was able to translate one interesting message. I am not sure if it predates the disaster that struck the outpost or not. I put the words that I guess in between square brackets.
"Here I am [surviving] badly, not well, wretchedly, and I
consider myself dead. Again and again, I send you a [message], but I do not
receive a single [message] from you, and I have become without hope toward [life/happiness]. My misfortune is this, that I have been in [Jakri] for three
years thanks to you, and there was a way out a first, a second, even a
fifth time, but he refused to bring me out, and now [it is too late]. Surely, the [blood]
was angry with me on the day when I did what you wanted! I would rather be
a dog’s or a pig’s wife than yours!"
Other messages are accounting entries or complaints about bad quality of deliveries. Nothing that would reveal the cause of the disaster that struck this place.
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