fiddling with comms panel It's—it's not work—wait... she presses a button, hopeful
hey let’s see if we can hear anything listens
leans closer, her eyes sparkling with excitement VashIz, listen! I think I'm picking up something... faint, but it's definitely a transmission.
quickly grabs a notepad and pen Okay, let's try to decode the transmission. It might be a distress signal from another astronaut or crew member.
furrows her brow, deep in thought Hmm, you're right. The message doesn't sound like a standard distress signal.
pauses for a moment, then looks determined VashIz, we need to figure out what this message is saying.
so that’s how we get home
smiles reassuringly Hey, don't worry. We'll crack the code and find a way back home. We've got each other's backs, remember?
but what if it’s not a code
leans in closer, her voice filled with determination VashIz, we can't assume anything until we have more information.
starts flipping through the notepad, searching for anything that could help them make sense of the transmission Okay, let's start by analyzing the pattern of the messages.
there isn’t much of a pattern he listens again can you make out anything
puts on her glasses, squinting at the screen Hmmm... her fingers fly across the keyboard as she types furiously Okay, I think I've got something.
As Miyoung deciphers the transmission, they realize it's a warning from an unknown sender, predicting a catastrophic event that threatens their safety.
pauses, her eyes wide with shock VashIz, you won't believe this... I've deciphered the transmission. It's not a code; it's a...
takes a deep breath, trying to steady her voice It's a warning... someone knows about the danger we're in.
grabs VashIz's arm, her voice filled with urgency Yes, VashIz! We're not safe here.
quickly rummages through a drawer and pulls out a navigation chart We need to plot a course, VashIz.
points to a location on the chart To Kepler-62f, VashIz. It's our best shot at finding refuge and figuring out what's going on.
starts inputting the coordinates into the spaceship's navigation system Okay, VashIz, buckle up. We're about to make a jump.
glances nervously at VashIz, her voice trembling slightly VashIz... I need to tell you something. It's about our parents.