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As the universe closed in on itself in a kaleidoscope of colors, it slowly phased out into complete darkness, as if they had reached beyond the bounds of everything and were now nowhere, and somewhere at the same time. In fact, communications seemed to be completely and absolutely closed off, it's as if they had reversed time to before the creation of time itself, a void of darkness.
But in truth it wasn't. Before they could realize, they were standing, and in the case of the drone, floating, atop a pool of some kind of black liquid with the consistency of water, that filled a few centimeters until it gave out to something resistant and able to support the weight of them. This pool seemed to shine in some spots like if it was reflecting the light off of something, though the skies were pitch-black, and also seemed to extend as far as they could see, possibly further still.
The entity now known to them as the "Inquisitor" dropped its staff into the pool at which they stood, and the staff slowly sunk into the ground, dissapearing. After that, he called out with his voice, which boomed and echoed:
"Come fourth Mother! I have done my bidding as you commanded."
With those words said, a black paralelepipeoid emerged from the water, it also streched immensily over the horizons, its surface seemed as smooth as it could get, composed of a dark-grey material, though indistinguishable. When it rose it made no noise, but it floated back as to make the whole of its figure visible. It seemed to be bigger vertically than horizontally, with the top and bottom stanted backwards it completed a trapezoid shape. In the center of the front rectangle was a red light that lightly oscillated, the inquisitor spoke:
"Yes!..
Well, they were--
Okayy,, okay. But at least let them ask stuff.
Fine.
Oh?
Aaaahhh thank you so much! I'll definetly enjoy it."
It was obvious that the Inquisitor seemed to be talking to this entity, though nothing could be heard or sensed. Then, the staff emerged from the water and rose up to the skies in front of the being, which seemed to make some additions of the same orange-dark metal, that, though nigh-indestructible it seemed on the planet, bent like if it was made of rubber in the face of the monolithic entity, then the staff descended again into the water.
"Well guys it's your turn! I'll cya later!"
With that, and a smile on its face, the Inquisitor lay down on the floor, and sunk into it, leaving the soldier and the drone alone on the vast dark pool, facing the monolithic entity. Then, the drone and soldier's communication systems are flooded with the following message, even to the soldier who can't talk, it seems that he can seemingly communicate by thought now:
QUERY, CHILDREN