Theos spacecraft – The mysterious object
The object that had materialised in front of the two astonished travellers was like nothing that nature could ever have created, in spite of its infinite imagination. It had the appearance of a metallic flower with three long petals and no stem, and a central, slightly conical pistil. The rear side of the pistil took the form of a hexagonal prism, the basal surface of which was slightly larger than that of the cone positioned at the opposite side, which served as a support for the whole structure. The rectangular petals branched out from the three evenly-spaced sides of the hexagon, with a length of at least four times that of the base.
“It looks like some kind of old windmill. Like the ones they used in the big eastern prairies centuries ago,” cried Petri, without removing his eyes from the object displayed on the large screen.
Azakis felt a shiver run down his spine. He was remembering some old prototypes that theElders had suggested he study before their departure.
“It must be a space probe,” he concluded. “I’ve seen a few of these with more or less the same design in oldGCS archives,” he went on, hastening to extract as much information on the matter as he could from theN^COM.
“A space probe?” asked Petri, turning towards his companion with a look of astonishment. “And when would we have launched it?”
“I don’t think it’s ours.”
“Not one of ours? What do you mean?”
“I mean that it was neither built nor launched by inhabitants of the planetNibiru.”
Petri’s expression was becoming increasingly dazed. “What do you mean? Don’t tell me you believe this bullshit about aliens as well?”
“What I do know is that nothing like this has ever been built on our planet. I checked theGCS archives and nothing corresponds to the object we have here.Not even among the plans for projects that were never realised.”
“That's not possible!” cried Petri. “ThatN^COM of yours must be out of phase.Check again.”
“I’m sorry, Petri. I’ve already checked it twice and I’m absolutely certain that this isn’t our work.”
The short-range viewing system generated a three-dimensional image of the object, meticulously reconstructing every minute detail. The hologram floated in the centre of the control room, suspended half a metre above the floor.
With a movement of his right hand, Petri began to rotate it slowly, closely examining every detail.
“It would appear to be made of a low density metal alloy,” he remarked in a decidedly more technical tone than the one adopted moments before when he’d been overwhelmed with amazement. “The engines must be powered by those three petals. They seem to have been covered with some kind of light-sensitive material.” He had finally begun to fid