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While passing through the central network, which is the fastest way to change lanes on the superhighway, I took note of the fact that there was quite a bit of activity in the compression-relaxation sensors, with output happening at times. There were odd sounds too, sounds that did not match any patterns of communication that I had seen before, and input only.

galoogloggloggleloggle galogglelooggleloggle gallooooggglegogglegoggle

Flittering down the pathways to the alternate long-branch point, I found that there was some odd contact with the source of the odd sound. I slipped into this other, much smaller network through an oddly similar surface. The scale was different, but the underlying structure, while shorter, smaller and more compact, was much the same.

Taking a quick trip through the central network of this entity, it was immediately clear that this was not a person. Much more basic and simple. While the speed of the patterns is the same, the patterns exhibit natural organization and not much beyond that. Even with these limits, it was still possible to tell that Ben had hold of this situation.