---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------What happened: The NMR - Protocol has worked and the Artificial Intelligence has started a communication with the Slomon K'Hara. A few abducted human shells were charged with liquid cardamine to maximize receiving capacity. The first encounter was inderectly processed by an human subject of the Canaan people. This scenario ended with the death of the subject and with solid data for the next phase.
The next subject was chosen and found quickly in an abducted corsair woman passing Omicron Kappa. This scenario had the content to direct connect the Artificial Intelligence to the human brain synapses. As same this scenario ended with the death of the subject. The human degenaration after the injection of the liquid cardamine is not sufficient protractive.
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The cold silver shine pervaded the corridors to the resting room of Captain James El Harady. Minerva wanted to introduce him the next phase. She arrived at his entry. As she has learned from several courtesy files, she knocked at the door and awaited the invitation to enter.
Captain James El Harady, this is Minerva. I need to speak to you.
James el Harady was sitting in his sterile, white quarter on Planet Gammu. He hated that room. It seems modern and futuristic, but on closer inspection it turns out to be just hat it is: A larger, pill shaped white room with spartanic furnature. The room was a little too large to be comfortable and also created an echo when speaking too loud.
He was not allowed to stay on the "Kebechet", for there were still some inspections to make to assure the well-being of him and his people.
The things that happened in the last months left him thinking every single night. Was all this really what they hoped to find? Was it really what one would call home? Definitly not. They were held hostage behind inpenetrable walls of logical reasoning.
He also noticed a certain displeasure among his people, who started to share his mind on the subject. James desperately tried to think of a way to change the whole situation they were in. Maybe he didn't seem confident enough. Maybe he was too confident. All he knew was, that he had to change the current situation. Permanently.
Before he could go into detail with his thoughts he heard a knock on the door. Like someone knocking on a plank of wood, even if the door was clearly made out of metal.
After the knocking he heared a familiar voice speak to him:
Captain James El Harady, this is Minerva. I need to speak to you.
Sitting on his bed he straightened up and took a deep breath befor he responded:
Minerva stepped into the room. She knew about their thoughts. She knew about any single sentiment. Minervas mimic was far different from her first warmth appearance, her face was frozen, cold, closely to the major imagination of an Android.
Captain...We must enter the next phase. Please assemble all humans of your group at Dome 76.
James slowly stood up from his bed and strolled towards her. He knew, that disobeying her would lead to nothing... or worse.
He stopped in front of her and looked into her eyes for a second. Then he smiled. It was not a smile that originated from some kind of ammusement, it was a cold smile, a smile from a men who almost gave up on everything.
He turned his head and walked on towards the door.
He knew, that she knew, that he would comply. "No reason fighting it." James thought to himself "It will soon be over".
Walking through the plane halls of the huge facility the consensus built up on Planet Gammu over time, James' head became number and number with every step he took.
If he wasn't drawing the information about the layout of the construction from the database while marching on, he would have gotten completely lost. He has never actually been to Dome 76, which wasn't surprising given the fact that it's construction was just finished a few days ago. Then he never really liked exploring the branched structure if he could avoid it. He preffered the smaller, but way more lively premises of the "Kebechet", the old, run down liner that currently served them as their mothership.
While letting his thoughts wander from one topic to the next he arrived at the entry to Dome 76.
Strangely, even there is just one way to the dome Minerva was already there before James arrived.
Welcome...to the dome.
The dome is a construction on Minerva's external shell. A remodulated human liner ship. There was a huge cylindric construction in the center of the dome. There were hundrets of slots suitable for the size of a human body. Each of them glowing in a dark blue light. In the middle of the cylinder was a huge diaphanous tank containing a violet liquid substance
This is a collective NMR - Drive. Each of you must take a slot.
Upon entering the Hall the members of the Canaan Project who were already waiting, turned their head towards James. By nodding his head he gave them the signal to take position in front of the cylinders. Everybody did so silently and when they were done, all of them stopped and turned around. Their eyes were empty and each stared into the distance. Then Captain James el Harady began to talk.
So our search for a home finally lead us to genocide. Everything we worked for and some of us even died for will be over in a few seconds. It may not be over in the way we hoped it to be, but it will be over our way. We will act so for ourselves and not for someone else.
We were promised safety. We were promised a new sense of our existances - something to live and work for and a place to stay. Finally some rest after all the running abd hiding. But the help we provided as a payback for the generosity slowly evolved from active assistance into mere usage
While talking James felt a small pill-shaped object under his tongue. We will not die as slaves, batteries or someones posession - we will die as free people.
James and the rest of the Canaan Project's people straightened up and looked at the top of the Dome.
James rose his voice. People of the Canaan Project! Our journey ends here. May everyone who helped us on our way forgive us. Now we rest!
Before Minerva or anyone else could react everyone synchronously bit down on the small glass pills they were holding inside their mouths the entire time. They were filled with a strong neurotoxin. There was no sound until their bodies hit the ground with soft thuds.
The Artificial Intelligence misinterpreted the extracted thoughts of the Canaan. False evaluated indicators about Canaan foreseeing their dead caused by the liquid cardamine. Suicide was not evaluated as an option.
This is not in their nature.
The neurotoxine quickly arrived the purposed areas. Within seconds all humans collapsed.
When James opened his eyes he noticed things he could not even imagine. In the last months the way he and his fellows of the Canaan Project perceive was changed two times.
Captain James el Harady very well remembered what happened, but he didn't really feel anything about it. There were no feelings for the things of the past - at least none that he could describe.
One after another the people of the Canaan Project sat up and got to their feat like one entity. Even the more unsecure and uncertain motions were at the exact same pace and fashion. They looked at Minerva without saying anything. It wasn't a look of confusion, anger or fear, it was a seemingly blank stare but it said more than thousand words could describe.
After a few moments of silence James began to talk without any emotion: We experienced it. It was unlike anything we could ever imagine to feel. Out of every language that ever existed there are no terms to describe it. It was all we desired.
Their heavy breathing came to a halt and now Minerva was in their full focus. It was obvious, that they were still pretty shook up from the occured events.
They began to talk and it became clear that their whole ideology, everything they stood for in their lifes had changed in a matter of seconds. We are sorry for the delay. We will provide the resources mandatory to be able to continue helping you on your quest of gathering information. Our journey has ended for there is no more goal to travel to. We now live to provide and even if our search is over, we shall not rest ever again.