Chapter Five

It’s been two days now since I joined Project Methuselah. Jalena was right about one thing: The disk code was broken yesterday and now all the disks, plates, and pages have been translated. What’s left is interpreting those translations. Disk interpreting is going particularly fast since most of the disk contents were self-explaining animations. The primary researchers are almost finished and even the secondaries, the cultural specialists, are finished with the obvious. Project Methusala is a rich find all right, but it’s like eating a big candy bar: It’s quickly digested.

My bag, on the other hand, remains a bag, and there’s no dead hand leading me straight to its meaning. The bag itself is in sorry shape. The fiber is from an ancestor of the cotton plant. The fiber survives but in a brittle form. Unlike the rest of the tomb, the contents of the bag were not selected for durability. Some of the contents were oily and others were corrosives. All the containers have leaked their contents and those contents have stained and disintegrated big chunks of the bag and contents. Some of the remains are crumbly metal oxides that are barely stuck together. Others are masses of plastic that can’t be pulled apart. Fortunately those discovering hunters didn’t explore behind panels so the bag was carefully removed and the contents retain their spatial orientation. The bag and its contents have been scanned up and down the electromagnetic spectrum, sonically, and with neutrons and neutrinos. The analyzing programs have done an age regression and I review the itemization of the reconstructed contents.

Readers who enjoy puzzles should read the following very carefully. Readers who don’t should skip on to Chapter Six.

 Item 314 itself is a cotton cloth bag with a painted insignia on the outside, about the size of a laundry bag. Item 314 contains the following:

That’s it, the entire contents of bag #314. I have no clue what any of it is for.

Puzzlers can check their answers in the Appendix after this story.