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The deep space probe had a gold plaque on it, engraved with the directions and frequencies of a dozen pulsars. I keyed them into the Ship’s database and all the lines converged back on a point in spacetime.
Except for one line that was askew. It was more than ten degrees off.
“No way that’s a mistake. That’s got to be the next clue in the scavenger hunt,” I said to the Ship. “Take us to that pulsar!”
