Albatros & Zudrik
Albatros Albatros
Zudrik Zudrik
Albatros Albatros
Hey Zudrik, heard there's an abandoned control tower on the ridge that still hums with ghostly data streams. Thought you might dig the flickering flight logs buried in the dust—could be a wild mix of lost routes and corrupted signals to crack. What do you say, up for a sky‑high data hunt?
Zudrik Zudrik
Sounds like a perfect storm for a data dive—I'll bring the scanner, a snack, and my patience for the glitchy whisper of those flight logs, because when the signal flickers, the mystery just deepens. Let’s turn that abandoned tower into the ultimate archive of cosmic breadcrumbs. Bring the gear!
Albatros Albatros
Gear’s ready, Zudrik. I’ve got the comms rig, a spare battery pack, and a map of every known glitch pattern. If the tower starts talking, we’ll be the ones listening. Let’s make that abandoned tower our new launchpad for cosmic breadcrumbs. Catch you at the ridge.