Renegade Evolution: An Intergalactic Space Opera Adventure (Renegade Star Book 14) by J.N. Chaney

Author:J.N. Chaney [Chaney, J.N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Variant Publications
Published: 2020-02-07T07:00:00+00:00

“Empty,” I said. “Nothing on the walls, no cube furniture, nada. You can come in. I don’t think the walls are going to suddenly close in.”

Abigail snorted. “Funny, Jace. Oh, I see what you mean. How strange. What could the Creators have built this for?”

The room was maybe five square meters and perfectly symmetrical as I’d come to expect. Its walls had a metallic quality to them, the empty surface reflecting our lights around the room and creating a dim glow.

“That’s a question for Dressler,” I replied.

“She’ll probably want to get a look at this,” Abigail mused.

I hailed Sigmond on the comm and got an immediate response. “Tell Dressler to get her ass down here. Also, be advised that we’re going deeper into the tunnel. If Rackham wants to bring a few of his people down here to help, tell him we took the left side.”

“Affirmative, sir. With your permission, I will refrain from repeating your message to Dr. Dressler verbatim.”

I waved that away. “Whatever, so long as she gets here.”

When he clicked off, Abigail and I moved through the tight opening. The bottleneck made me feel claustrophobic, but I ignored it until we came out the other side. Based on the short length, I guessed we were on the back end of the empty room.

The hall widened again and I paused to get my bearings. I caught the faint sound of voices and froze, worried the hallucinations were starting up again.

“Do you hear that?” asked Abigail. She took a few steps and flicked a wrist down the hall. “Sounds like people talking.”

“Yeah, I hear it too.” I glanced behind me and saw a solid wall. “Only one way to go. Let’s see where it leads.”

The tunnel took us up a slight incline, a large door in the distance. As we walked, I couldn’t help but feel like I was heading through a mausoleum. There had been no corpses in this place, no sign of those who’d built it, but I still couldn’t shake the feeling I was walking with the dead. Lost and ancient memories of an absent species, survived by secrets and forgotten languages. It all seemed so strange—that they would even build something so advanced and unbelievable, only to leave it behind.

And then there was the real question that gnawed at the back of my skull—if these were the gods of my childhood, how could humanity know their names? Had they somehow found a way to interact with my ancestors? Or had someone, maybe a scientist like Hitchens or Dressler, found one of their relics and deciphered it? There were no records of such a thing, and if one had existed, it would have been worth mentioning in the history books. Instead, we simply had stories.

As we drew closer, the voices got louder and were accompanied by soft thumps. I could just make out a few words when a familiar voice piped up.

Abigail twisted to face me, her helmet visor clear enough to make out her eyes. “Was that—”

I slammed my fist into the door three times, bringing all the voices to a halt.

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