“How? How can we go back to Earth now? There isn’t any other way?” I scratched my head furiously. Losing the ship with a few million people wasn’t bad enough, but now we had to go back to Earth, a galaxy away, to bring them back? Those millions of people put their trust and lives with me and then they disappeared into nowhere. That would make me the worst Captain in history since Edward John Smith, the Captain of the Titanic.

For a long time, we sat under the tree, or so we thought and mulled over the mystery handed to us. It seemed so long ago that we landed on this planet when, in fact; it was less than 10 hours from then. It depressed us, to put it mildly. Then Dio shouted in his unusually excited voice.

“I got it. Can’t we reverse it?”

“Reverse? The signal?” asked Neva.

“No, not the signal. The pyramid. It is a transmitter, right? But can’t it be changed to a receiver?”

“Captain, it is possible and it might reverse the object in transmission as it is no longer transmitting. Is that what you are thinking?” asked Neva. “, but there are risks.”

“Risks? You mean the ship might never come back to this universe?” Dio asked.

In theory, the idea might work. But it was anyone’s guess. It had never been tried before on traditional transmission and definitely not on an alien technology such as the pyramid. We weren’t even sure what it was. We called it transmitting because that was the only way that we could relate to it. Maybe it was something else. It seemed like we were gambling with a million lives at stakes and I didn’t like that for one bit.