Just wanted to try a quick exercise while I heat my cocoa.
The visitor crash landed its craft just outside of the city, and stumbled outside. It had seen the giant pyramid shaped building from orbit and assumed that was where it could find the planet’s high priestess. At least, that’s how it worked where it came from.
Unfortunately, in the rough landing, all the ground transports were broken. That meant it would have to walk. It was mid-morning, and the sun was already scorching its pale grey skin. The visitor tried to gauge how long it would take to get where it was going. By its calculations it would be maybe two hours? Maybe more? It decided to chance it, and headed towards the city.
It was more than two hours. By the time it reached the pyramid it had seen from the skies, the sun had turned its skin to a dry, cracked brown. It entered the building and scanned the area. The room it was in was filled with bipedal creatures mindlessly pulling levers in front of glowing screens. There was a sunken floor where other threw small cubes and occasionally cheered or threw up their appendages in dismay.
A creature approached it and said…well, something. The auto-translators would take more time to calibrate. It seemed friendly, though. Apparently sensing the visitor’s confusion, the creature escorted it to a wide desk. More words were exchanged, and they handed it a small plastic rectangle. The visitor looked at it in confusion. As the creatures continued to try and explain, the auto-translator pinged with a key phrase: Welcome to the Luxor. Your room is 536.