Intelligent Design, Jobe IV

     Captain Jobe descended at 5 feet per second approaching the spinning dome of strobe lights. His suit's fabric absorbed the pulsating vibrations of high frequency sound emanating therefrom. The dome loomed ever larger, slowly filling his helmet's field of vision to 50 percent. He stopped in mid air, hovering silently with fixed vision on the structure below. The humming persisted, undoubtedly from an inner subterranean core. He now felt the vibrations which caused his body's sympathetic system a manic reaction of nervousness.

     "Computer, what is source and magnitude of structure?"
     His inner voice spoke telepathically as it instantly interfaced with his brain. "Source is high energy field of electromagnetic energy. Magnitude is approximately 45 trillion terajoules of energy to an outward radii of 1,000 miles. Energy is compounded via various network grids of other structures within its own radius. Observe caution of approach. Force field of electromagnetic energy will cause cellular damage."
     "What is source of the source, Computer?"
     "Elaborate question."
     Captain Jobe's patience had worn thin due to the proximity and energy of the strobe lights and frequency of the ultrasonic energy inaudible to his ears.
     "What?! Do you want for me to spell it out? Does the structure contain intelligent organisms, biological entities?!"
     "Intelligent beings are present in close proximity to your own presence. A large colony of biological organisms are organized beneath the dome's exterior as indicated by ultrasonic waves of motion. Mass of beings is organic, comprised primarily of carbon atom and water molecule."
     Jobe verified the waves as well as the thermo radiation emitted by the spherical forms dotting the grid provided by his helmet's holographic pixels.
     "Biological organisms' electroencephalograms register an extremely high degree of intelligence."
     "What is scale of intelligence, Computer?"
     "Scale is equal to 13.4 intels."
     Jobe was startled by his own incredulity. "That's ten times higher intelligence than my own capability." He considered the prospect of retreat. A return to his disabled craft. Desperation and fear of isolation coupled with curiosity was interjected by Computer's alert.
     "You are being observed by Intelligent Entities."

     "Can you ascertain their intent . . . benevolence - malev . . . "
     A burst of energy in the form of an approaching sphere of platinum-bright light startled him. Adrenaline shot into his veins.