We are watching you, Traveller-friend. Find what we have left you

We are watching you, Traveller-friend. Find what we have left you

Though the alien speaks, the words are not their own. A string of code is echoed back to me through the red glare, logged directly to my Exosuit. The crimson light fades away, and I see the lifeform staring at me through its visor. Whatever has happened, they do not appear to have seen it. I should leave. Perhaps my Base Computer would be able to make something of this code?