"Going a bit far for a game, isn't it?" Jack said pulling a none to amused face. "They all seem to fall short. I think that's why people were so interested it. Because they never could work it out. That and the fact so many died. All that morbid curiosity. Humanity, gotta love it. Death always draws them. They'd have a field day with me."
Jack held the device out again and waited for the next question to pop up, doing his best to ignore that voice in his head that told him that maybe it wasn't an accident, but maybe someone was trying to make it look like one. And maybe that someone was them.
The computer pinged as the next question arrived, and Jack looked down to read it, but when he did... he couldn't. He frowned. In front of him was something that looked more like art than writing. It looked familiar too, like he'd seen it somewhere but he wasn't sure where.
"Doctor..." he called, "I think it's another language or something. I can't read it. Think you can work this one out?"
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Date: 2010-01-02 02:36 am (UTC)Jack held the device out again and waited for the next question to pop up, doing his best to ignore that voice in his head that told him that maybe it wasn't an accident, but maybe someone was trying to make it look like one. And maybe that someone was them.
The computer pinged as the next question arrived, and Jack looked down to read it, but when he did... he couldn't. He frowned. In front of him was something that looked more like art than writing. It looked familiar too, like he'd seen it somewhere but he wasn't sure where.
"Doctor..." he called, "I think it's another language or something. I can't read it. Think you can work this one out?"