“Interference?” Senjen questioned before checking the comms net. “It looks like gibberish, but...no, I don’t think interference. It looks a bit too ‘ordered’ for that, doesn’t it? I think it does look like a message, just...maybe encrypted?”

The message had successfully captured Senjen’s curiosity, so he left behind the plants he was watering and opened up a few decryption algorithms to run in parallel. “An anagram maybe...no. Simple ciphers...also no, nothing on frequency analysis. Maybe an anagram [i]and[/i] a cipher? Not getting anything there...hold on, let me check the full logs and see if anything else came with it.” 

Sure enough, when Senjen went through the full content of the message logs, he found some other data buried in the message, most prominent of which was the word “obsidian” that stood out in the files’ metadata. It was rather deeply buried, if he was being honest, and might not have even been related, but he could try it regardless. His first thoughts were that it might be a hint and tried different variations of ciphers to try and turn the eight-character word into “obsidian”, but found no luck. Whatever was going through Light’s head, he did come up with his own suggestion after a minute. Rather than being a part of the answer, obsidian could be a key instead. It did not take long of trying cipher methods with keywords before Senjen found an answer. 

“Ah wait, I’ve got something here: Wervel House, Bakaran Parkside. Tonight.” Senjen said, looking over to Light.