Geffen sat motionless, staring at what she had written. While her body was still, her mind was racing at a thousand miles an hour. This is a previously unknown language that no other scholar has ever seen. And these people are offering me the chance to study it. To translate it. Very few people have ever been given this kind of opportunity. The dialog was pounding through her head. Suddenly the language dialog stopped and a new thought jolted her back to reality. “What the hell just happened?” she blurted out. “What do mean you don’t know what it says?” Her voice had gone up and grown a little thin.

“We can’t explain it.” Karasdottir answered. “We have only become aware of where this information could be extracted from the brain in the last twenty...

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