There were pages and pages of messages and information.
Some he understood, others he couldn't have even guessed at the meanings of—code, maybe?
What he did grasp, though, was that John had been talking to someone. Someone called 'Naunet'. He'd been talking to 'her' for over a year, if the dates and his maths were right.
For over a year, she'd been feeding him lies. Lies that Alan couldn't even begin to get his head around. Ones he couldn't believe John had taken to heart, believed.
She'd lied to him and he'd believed it!
How?!
He seethed, slamming the laptop shut, pushing his knuckles against his eyes.
He assumed it was a she, anyway.
Naunet was a name, originally that of an Egyptian goddess. Egyptian mythology was one of his few actual interests in school.
Naunet had several names: Nu, Nun, Nut, and more he couldn't recall. The important thing was that she was a primal god—an original one that was there at the start. She represented the waters that everything was born from, she was chaos. The primordial abyss of the underworld.
Life, death, and rebirth.
It was painfully apt considering the mess she had made of his family.
'She', like Eos, had taken the name of a goddess, and she was, as far as he was concerned, living up to the namesake.
He sat up, chewing on his lip in thought as he turned the painful revelation over.
He opened the laptop again as he called out to the resident AI, waiting for her to appear on the little comms device he had sitting on his desk, clearing it from under the piles of paper he had left strewn about.
It took a moment but she appeared, the golden wings wrapped about herself like normal as she smiled, ever pleased to see him.
'Yes, Alan?'
'Who's Naunet?'
She frowned, the unnervingly beautiful features turning into an expression of annoyance. He turned the screen to her, watching as she glanced at the pages still displayed there.
'You broke in?'
'No, I used the passwords.'
This time, her features turned to anger. 'Those are personal documents, Alan.'
'Who is Naunet?'
She thought for a moment, looking between him and the machine. 'My sister. Naunet is my sister.' Before he could ask the obvious questions of who and what and how, she held up a hand. 'Come down to the labs, I'll explain everything. Please, don't tell anyone else. Not yet.'