To have squeezed the universe into a ball
To roll it toward some overwhelming question,
To say: 'I am Lazarus, come from the dead,
Come back to tell you all, I shall tell you all.' - T.S. Eliot
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We did not need to defrost Wylder Aurotharius.
Inspection of the cryostasis tube revealed that a timer had started once the machine was removed from the surveyor. We simply had to monitor the process in order to ensure that his health was protected. He would wake up on his own.
It gave us a chance to prepare.
That being said I was surprised when, I received an odd message on my cortex reader, displayed as follows:

Was I the only one to receive such a message? I had no way of knowing. Perhaps when we traced back the signal.
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Special Projects also informed me of Wylder's awakening. I was forwarded a copy of a surveillance photo. The Professor has begun a period of convalescence at the seaside village.

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