Lost in Translation

"What does this mean Carto?" someone yelled over the cacophony of sound that filled the hall. I smiled slightly. I had been hoping someone asked that question, a speech already prepared in my mind. "We were brought here for a reason that none of us knows. Regardless, everything that has transpired over the past week has happened for a _reason_. We are here for a _purpose_. What we have discovered could revolutionise _everything_ we think we know of the universe!"

Looking down at the crew, I realised that the excitement building in my chest was not reflected in their blank stares. "This is a language as ancient as anything we know. My best guess is that this was created by the race that developed the jump drive technology. It makes sense! If you create a system to jump through space, you need a system to coordinate it! This is cartography at its finest!"

I glanced across the faces of the crew, all urging me to get to the point. "This is a language that can communicate across _every_ dimension in spacetime."