The light from the 3D image reflected from the glossy surface of the digital paper like a mirror. Apophis jerked his head back, shutting his eyes tight for a few seconds. When he opened them, he looked up and saw the image of a human female standing in the middle of the room. A look of shock spread over his face to see that she had entered the room without him noticing. She was ghost-like, the colors seemed almost monochrome.<br/><br/>This triggered a memory of a recent event. Humans communicated with these things like a phone. He never used one before, but he was now certain that she was not physically in the room. They called this a "hologram". Humans also told him that his gun used technology similar to this 3D display. The image charmed him to say the least; her words were just as amazing and pretty. A small button in the upper right hand corner of the paper flashed from red to green as he lightly touched it with his stylis. It was the voice recognition system. It printed the contents of her statements as quick as she spoke them. Later he will file these documents under the name "mission1".<br/><br/>When the crew began to ask their questions, he slowly leaned back into his chair. The only two pieces of information that he knew about this "Yarlrus 7" was that it was not a pleasant place to be, and the name was a little difficult to pronounce. Exchanges between the one in black, one in armor, and the sparkly one was beyond his comprehension. Apophis knew that the problem was finding the exact location of the data cube, he only hoped that it was locked up in a big safe somewhere. If so, he could dig out an alternate path to reach it. He slid the paper back into his pocket and waited to speak.<br/>