Sunday, June 3, 2012

Chapter Twenty-Seven: The One Question

It was not easy for Io to let go of her feelings for Omari. She wanted to be with him, to love him.
But relationships in the Alexander family were never easy. And to cross that line with her bodyguard made matters even more complicated. She let herself believe in it while they were moving through the Asteroid Belt where communications were difficult and limited.
Then she heard from Kate.
Everything she had allowed herself to forget came back in one brief moment. It reminded her of all that was at stake. She felt like she couldn’t fool herself anymore; she had to let go.
Io went to Omari’s quarters. She kissed him one last time, and told him “I have to get to work.” He did not say a word in response. He grabbed her, held her tight and, eventually, let her go. Io returned to her quarters. She tried to work at first, but couldn’t focus. So she let herself cry. For a long time, she curled up in her bed and wept.
Then she got to work.
Io and Omari were en route to Jupiter Station for the arrival of the Odyssey, the multi-generational ship. It had been sent out long ago in search of other life in the galaxy. The box revealed that other solar systems nearby had intelligent life. So, the Odyssey was built, complete with everything humans would need to survive there for generations.
A few times a year, the ship would send word of its progress. It became almost boring after a century of hearing the same stories so many people forgot about the ship, which worked in the Alexander’s favor. For the past few years, the ship stopped sending messages altogether. And after careful examination, they found out that for the past decade the ship’s transmissions had actually been reruns from previous years. This meant the fate of the ship was unknown. It could arrive with healthy, happy human passengers. It could not arrive at all. Or, it could arrive with something else on board.
No one knew.
The one thing the Alexanders did know at this point was that they had enemies in the galaxy. Enemies they had never known about. But the beings that gave them the box knew. This was the truth about the box. It was more than a gift; it was the key to survival.
Io spent much of her time working on the Nekuian message. Her main focus was finding out where it came from and where it was going.
She also wanted to know exactly what was in it. It seemed to be a simple, one-layered message but if it was really sent from outside the system, a more complex technology could be at work. Those challenges would be the next step.
The one thing she was avoiding was looking at the second item attached to Kate’s transmission. It was video footage of her parent’s capture and death.
The Machinists gave the footage to Kate to prove that they never intended to harm anyone. Kate told Io that she could dismiss it and never look at it. It was up to her.
Kate said she considered not even telling Io about it. But after she watched it herself, she thought that her parents were courageous and it might give Io closure. So, she sent it.
Io did not get rid of the footage; she hadn’t looked at it either. Perhaps later, at this point she didn’t want to think about it. Not yet, anyway.
Instead she chose to focus on the other item, the Nekuian message.
Kate told her that it said something about the box and the time table. She wasn’t sure whether or not to believe in it, but she wanted Io to figure it out.
So far, Io was able to prove that the message definitely came from outside the system. She could also prove that the message was headed for Earth. She was working on calculating the trajectory of where it was headed; trying to narrow down the location it could be received by. It was unlikely she would be able to find out. Once the message came close enough to the planet, it could be picked by most anyone looking for it. But she had to try.
For her, this one question kept coming back. It was the one question that continued to bother her. The fact was that if the message was headed for Earth, then someone had to be receiving it.
So, who were the Nekuia talking to?

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