We walked among the crowds, invisible. A vast promenade stretched to the horizon, flanked by grand spires. Before us towered an immense, ornately decorated chamber, where inside a cadre of Elders was gathered, evidently performing some kind of ritual. Standing tall and regal in white robes, their faces obscured. They seemed wise beyond their years.
A sudden wave of vertigo struck. What looked like a holographic map .-- .- ... / .. .-.. .-.. ..- -- .. -. .- - . -.. / .. -. / - .... . / ...- --- .. -.. / -... . - .-- . . -. / - .... . / . .-.. -.. . .-. ... --..-- and the impossibly loud clicks and drones that .-. . ...- . .-. -... . .-. .- - . -.. / - .... .-. --- ..- --. .... --- ..- - / - .... . / -.-. .... .- -- -... . .-. / ... . . -- . -.. to be communicating in some foreign cypher:
What first seemed like .-.. --- .-- . -.. / ... .. - . --..-- / -. --- .-- / - .-. .- -. ... ..-. --- .-. -- . -.. / .. -. - --- / .- -. / ..- -. ... .... .- -.- .- -... .-.. . / ..-. . . .-.. .. -. --. / .-.. .. -.- . this was only the beginning.