Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Rizal and Professor Indri found themselves lost in the labyrinth of their data. Their eyes grew tired from staring at screens, but their resolve never wavered. They were certain there was a hidden message, a sign from the fourth dimension, waiting to be discovered.
One evening, while Rizal was analyzing the drone footage at an extremely slow speed, he noticed something unusual. Amidst the confusion of colors and geometric shapes that marked the fourth dimension, a pattern emerged for just a few frames.
"Professor, come here quickly!" Rizal shouted, his voice filled with a long-lost excitement.
Professor Indri, buried in a pile of theoretical physics journals, immediately rushed over to Rizal. "What is it, Rizal? Did you find something?"
"Look at this," Rizal said, pointing to the monitor. He replayed the video, focusing on the few frames where the pattern appeared.
The pattern was subtle, easy to miss if not examined closely. A sequence of four-dimensional geometric shapes that appeared and disappeared quickly, like a Morse code message in a sea of static.
"Those shapes..." murmured Professor Indri, his eyes widening. "They... they resemble the energy patterns we saw at the dimensional node!"
Rizal recalled their encounter with the energy node that had trapped Professor Indri. He remembered how the geometric shapes rotated and pulsed, almost as if they were alive.
"Is that... their language?" Rizal asked, his voice barely a whisper.
Professor Indri stared intently at the pattern, his mind racing. "It could be, Rizal. It could be their way of communicating."
They spent the next few days analyzing the pattern, trying to decipher its meaning. They compared it to other data they had about the fourth dimension, searching for similarities and recurring patterns.
Slowly, like piecing together a very complex puzzle, they began to understand the language of geometry. Each shape, each angle, each movement had meaning, representing concepts and ideas from a dimension beyond human comprehension.
And as they delved deeper into this language, they realized something extraordinary. The message was not a warning, a threat, or even a greeting.
It was... an invitation.