No ballpoint pen. No type set in. The ultrasonic tapping machine. Takes control. Takes control. Issues its command. Clicking and clattering. Into the black Indian ink of night.
On board the craft, I noticed a lot of electrical-like ceiling lines, like the lines in the human brain. There are windows or screen areas all around the ship. They're like a two-way mirror - a kind of projection place. It is as if these window screens are made of a combination of metal, crystal, or mirrored glass..