The trio entered into a small room which had another door facing them. This other door was opened and they could see the immensity of the other room through this door. The minute they entered the small room, the door behind them slid shut noiselessly.
There was nothing else to do now except to walk toward the opened door. It was clear to Vincent that they were somehow forced by an invisible hand to move into one direction. It reminded him of experiments he had seen on television with mice or rats moving into a miniature maze. Now they were the rats in the maze of this underground compound.
They slowly passed through the opened door ahead of them and they found themselves into an impossibly long room. Vincent couldn't even distinctly see the end of it. Beside being exceedingly long; it was so high that it was difficult to judge accurately its height. They were in a large corridor and on each side were machines of all shapes. Some were even humming with activity. He couldn't even begin to guess the purpose of all this equipment and whether they were electronic devices of mechanical one.
They walked ahead for a long time along the wide path until the machinery was replaced by row upon row of tables having hardware of all kind on them. There were gadgets with dials and some with screens, while others had hundreds of hair thin wires sticking out of them. Some of the equipment did remind him of research materials he had once seen when he had visited such a facility in Boston.
Yes he could tell that this immense room had been used at one time to conduct researches of some kind. As a matter of fact, he could still see the numerous chairs and stools near each tables. Everything seemed to be ready and waiting for the arrival of the occupants of the place. Even the floor was very clean, no dust could be detected anywhere and on the hundreds of tables everything seemed to me in order. It was as though whoever was in charge of the place could not tolerate untidiness or smeared glassware.
For the next ten minutes they walked straight ahead until they came to the end of the room. They found another opened door leading to a brightly lit hall. At the end of the hall was a circular room and in its center stood a four foot high table which reminded Vincent more of an altar than a table.
As soon as they entered the room, the light intensity diminished and a strangely dressed woman appeared, standing on the altar-like table. She was beautiful beyond description. Her hair was very black and it went down to her waist. While her complexion was olive in color, her face was sort of oval with wide green eyes having long eyelashes. Never before had Vincent seen such a woman. The high cheekbones combined with her thick moist-looking lips gave her a sensual look that was hard to resist.
After looking at the trio for many seconds, she began to speak in a clear and high-pitched tone that reminded Vincent of the voice of an oriental woman.
-- My name is Brumelle. I have been waiting for a very long time for someone to come here. You are the firsts to reach me in an extremely long time. You are now seeing a pictorial representation of how I used to look when I was alive.
At this point Vincent realized that however real the woman appeared to be, she was not real. They were looking at a sort of extremely realistic hologram. A hologram infinitely more advance than anything he had ever seen or heard before.
-- All the knowledge of my people and all the emotions I ever experienced interacting with everything and everyone I used to like and love as well as that which I hated and feared was placed in a computer program. The process is more complicated than anything you could ever imagine. I will not go into the details as to how it was done since it is not necessary for you to know that. All you have to know is that a machine is now talking to you.
A machine that thinks loves and hates just as I used to do when I was a living creature. I will now explain to you why I need your help. If you choose to refuse to help me, no harm will come to you but you will be transported to another world with no possibilities of returning back.
On the other hand if you do decide to help me, you will encounter many dangers but at the same time you will have a chance to save your world and many other worlds including the one we are now on. Do not interrupt me and listen carefully while I tell you my story.
At this point in time, the woman ceased talking and she looked at them, each in turn as if she was trying to scrutinize theirs thoughts. When her eyes came to rest on Vincent, he felt a spark of passion for her and he realized that he could very easily fall in love with such a woman. But as soon as she began to talk again, he was shoved back to reality and he proceeded to pay close attention to what she had to say.
-- A long time ago, my people used to live on a single planet. We were born on that planet and we worked hard. We experienced pain and joy as well as all the in-between emotions like all intelligent beings that have ever lived, and of course we also experienced death on that planet. As time went on, we evolved in our way of thinking and we also made tremendous advances in all branches of science. Drugs were discovered and medical techniques were introduced that made it possible for us to live longer and longer. The life expectancy of the average population doubled in a very short time.
-- Then, there came a time when there was practically no more room for the ever increasing population. Immense efforts were made in new technologies and much research was done so as to find a mean to reach our nearest planet in our own system.