Ω → eight [audio; open to action]

[oforder]

We are, all of us, growing volcanoes that approach the hour of their eruption; but how near or distant that is, nobody knows — not even God.

[ A pause, after reciting an old quote from a certain philosopher Wilhelm may or may not have an attachment to. There's some soft music playing in the background, but the volume, for once, is turned down to where it's barely audible, just loud enough for a listener to know that it's there. ]

This Tower has endured much. The revelations of our true nature here, the Promethean fall of Dax, and the fate of our worlds...

[ Yes - Wilhelm admits he was wrong about the worlds. It appears the Administrators mislead him. Well played, well played. ]

Though there is but one detail that still eludes me. Something I believed inconsequential to the grand scheme, until now.

What exists outside of the Tower?

[ Yes; there is a reason he is asking this. He leans back into his seat, in his small corner of the library he claimed as his own long ago. Those that regularly spoke with him knew where to find him. ]

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[sacrament_of_blood]

[She recalls something this man had mentioned earlier.]

You were inquiring about what lies outside the Tower? Those I spoke to did not seem to know.

[oforder]

Nobody knows. The only indication we've had was the whale attack. In hindsight, it is much more telling than we believed at first.

[sacrament_of_blood]

Whale... attack?

[oforder]

Yes. A large whale crashed into the side of the Tower, allowing monsters to flood in from the outside.

[sacrament_of_blood]

I have only heard of whales in books, but I read they live in the sea. Was that wrong?

[She considers this new information.]

Is this, then, the origin of the monsters within the tower?

[oforder]

There are several species - and variants of species - within the galaxy. At least, such is the case with my own.

[ A pause. ]

I do not know. That is what I wish to discover.

[sacrament_of_blood]

It seems there are even more mysteries to this tower than I had thought.

[oforder]

We discover this every day.