Tangle in the Dark - Kassidor

open shirts. Alan’s universe had it’s own language buteveryone understood it perfectly. The audio here was differentalso, but Ava understood none of it at all. It sounded almostlike an Asian language in tempo, but more like Kassidorian inrhythm and tone.She brought up a sysinfo screen to see what the hell wasgoing on. It wouldn’t come up. Her med panel wouldn’t evencome up. Nothing would come up. It was as if she hadsuddenly been sentenced to three-d reality. There were onlytwo people who could have done this, Alan or Yellelle,whoever she was. She thought Yellelle was most likely, Avahad been with Alan for a week now and he had done nothingsuspicious.Assuming it was Yellelle who had done this, was she aBrazilian agent or something from the dark matter? The factthat they were fooling with it when the encapsulationhappened made her think seriously about the dark matter. Ifshe was a Brazilian agent, Ava could expect civilizedtreatment. If she was from the dark matter, all bets were off.Based on what she could see from here, she didn’t think itwas going to be highly civilized.The marching men following the ox cart in her directionmade her worry. They weren’t bloody from battle but wereyoung and fit with stylish kilts, polished figure-eight shieldswith artwork on them, plumed half-helmets of heavy tapestryand sheathed rapiers with ornate hilts at their belts. Theirhelmets bore badges over their foreheads with a symbol on it376