Within the completely sealed-off Space 22, the Analysis Laboratory was like a lonely island drifting through warped space. Every communication channel directly connected to the laboratory had been cut off, including the most powerful cross-Void Communication Array and the Abyss communication system still in its experimental stage. We had reason to believe that this space's shielding effect on the Black Shuttle was far greater than simply throwing it into some godforsaken world deep in the Void. Even so, I did not dare say with absolute certainty that the Black Shuttle had been completely sealed away. The thing was too strange, too mysterious. It had already reached the point where even the Empire's finest scientists could not make heads or tails of it for the time being, so every precaution against it seemed necessary.
After confirming that the space had stabilized, the scientist in charge of analyzing the Black Shuttle—whose name I could never remember as either Victor or Towick—ordered the light barrier around it removed. Sandora and I came to the Black Shuttle and listened as the expert reported their current progress.
"...We still cannot determine what kind of energy the Black Shuttle uses. According to the expert team's speculation, this question may be impossible to answer. The energy it uses should only be generated and stably usable within the special environment of the Abyss's lowest depths. In our Order World, it is being consumed faster and faster, and there is no sign of replenishment. Perhaps the Black Shuttle cannot replenish its energy at all in the Order World. This is an irreparable 'regional isolation.' Every rule in the world the Black Shuttle came from is completely different from those of the Order World." The senior technician activated a Holographic Projection displaying a set of fairly rough scan images. "We