It was not a weapon, nor was it a power source. It was a diary.
The small cube was made of a dense, matte-black rock that seemed to absorb the light around it, defying any known material on Earth. artifact
: A brilliant, three-dimensional hologram burst into the air above the desk. It was not a weapon, nor was it a power source
As the code scrolled, it began to translate itself, tapping into the laboratory's computer databases and deciphering the English language at an exponential rate. Within minutes, text began to form in the air. It was not a weapon
: A faint, rhythmic pulse of sapphire light began to throb from the center of the black stone.