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"Ah, yes, this is Agent King." Tyson confirmed.

"Your niece, Kiah, has told me you have quite the collection of up-to-date and accurate star charts." he commented.

"Would it be possible to use them or borrow them?" he asked.

"It's for an investigation of sorts." he told her.

"Mostly for helping someone that seems to be confused and lost." he went on.

"Regardless, would acquiring them be possible?"

"....wow. Thanks." Tyson replied.

"I... didn't expect it to be SO quick." he admitted.

"But thank you. This should be a real help." he told her.

"I'll give her around an hour to receive your message and such." he said.

With that, he and Kiah parted ways, and he sighed. He let 45 minutes pass before he looked at his phone, and nodded.

"Right." he said.

"Should be enough time." he reasoned.

He then dialled the number Kiah had given him, and waited.

"Hey Kiah." Ty responded.

"Listen, we've got a patient in here from that spacecraft a few days ago." he told her.

"She seems to be very confused and lost, and she's asked for recent and current star charts to help her figure things out." he explained.

"I'm unsure as to HOW, but I'll humour her. Perhaps it really WILL help." he reasoned with a small shrug.

"Anyway, didn't you say that one of your relatives is really big into that? Like, it was their hobby, but they have data and charts that would rival those of an actual astronomer?" he then asked her.

".....fair point." Tyson replied.

"At any rate, please excuse me for a moment." he told her, before stepping out of the room and shutting the door.

Once he did, he took his phone out of his pocket, and sent a text to someone.

Kiah, can you meet me in the medical wing? he sent to Kiah.

I need to ask for a favour. the next one read.

"....uhhhh..." Tyson muttered, thinking about it.

"Right now, just one." he said.

"Your planet. The one you come from." he stated.

"It's clear that it's different, considering you said the sun gives everything a blue glow. When that is CLEARLY not the case, here." he went on.

"...what ELSE might be different?" he asked.

"As in, what's the general geography like?" he then clarified.

".....star charts?" he asked in response.

"Hmmmm." he mumbled, thinking about it.

"Star charts, star charts..." he muttered, before seemingly remembering something.

"Ah!" he exclaimed, snapping his fingers.

"Yes. Yes, I believe I can." he told her.

"Might take a bit, though." he then warned her.

"But there's a chance I can get some in today."

Tyson had already been on the way to the window to open it when Violet made her comment about the blue glow, causing him to freeze in place for a moment.

".................blue.....?" he whispered to himself.

'What in the ever-loving is the talking about?' he wondered, before forcing himself to complete the journey to the window.

Once he was there, he pulled the curtains apart, causing warm yellow light to fill the room... and allowing Violet to see the yellowish-looking orb rising in the distance.

".....indeed." Tyson muttered.

"I.... it's entirely possible you're from... another planet..." he then said further, before the lights flickered a little.

"Hm. Must be a short somewhere." he commented.

"That or the maintenance crew's doing some electrical work." he went on.

"How's about I open a window." he suggested.

"Let a little natural light in." he went on, looking at his watch.

"It's a little after 6 in the morning, so the sun should still be rising."

"Hm." she muttered.

"Fresh caught would be better, yes." she said.

"But what kind of fish?" she then asked.

"There's a LOT to choose from." he reasoned.

"What are you in the mood for?"

Aly sat down and started to eat as well.

"All right." she said.

"Sure, I would love to go with you." she told him.

"...." she was then silent, before sighing quietly.

'What is going on...?' she wondered.

'Is this something that should be happening? Is it something serious?'

".....Fortuna...?" Tyson asked.

"I.... no. No, it's not a newer nation. Well... not considering its history, anyway. And it's certainly not a micronation." he told her.

"Modern China was founded in 1949, when it became independent, but it's existed since around at least 1250 BC." he said. "And not only does it cover around 10 million square kilometres in area, its population is around 1.5 billion." he explained further.

"It's the fourth largest country in the world, by area, at least." he finished.

"How can you not have heard of China?" he asked her. "And where is this... 'Fortuna' nation you speak of?" he asked further.

At this point, Ty was SERIOUSLY wondering about this girl's mental state. Had she sustained far greater cranial damage than they had originally thought?

"Uh... huh." he said.

"I was unaware that any nations were embarking on such a mission." he admitted.

"I didn't think any nations thought it possible TO embark on such a mission." he then added.

"....certainly not Russia... not China... The U.S. isn't..." he mumbled. "Can't think of anyone else that would even have the funding to even think about it..." he continued.

"Where are you from?" he asked her.

"Uhhh..." Ty muttered.

"Riiiiiight." he said.

"Let's... let's back up a bit there." he told her, clearing his throat a little.

"A... blackhole, you say?" he asked.

"Which is to say... that vacuum phenomenon in space, where not even light can escape?" he asked further.

"You... went through one."

"Hello, Violet." Ty responded.

"I am Agent Tyson King." he introduced himself.

"And I can only imagine it was a rough landing." he then said. "Your craft was pretty banged up when we found it." he said further.

"What happened?" he asked.

"How did you end up making such a... bombastic... entrance?"