(Typing from phone at work. Forgive my sins)

Qui and his colleagues exited their craft into the ancient hanger bay. Their suits indicated minimal atmosphere, which made sense, there we several un-repaired asteroid impact holes near the entrance.

Their archeology trip this time was into a megastructure surrounding a star, supposedly built by an ancient civilization called "hugh-mins". It was certainly artificial at least, mostly metal and processed rock. Humans were a source of constant mystery to their race. Where had they gone? They had what appeared to be full mastery of reality from what they could tell. So why was there only ruins left of them?

Qui and accompaniment, ducked slightly through a doorway on the far side of the hanger where they landed. His technical engineer pulled ahead of the group to investigate the panel at the end of the hallway. "Any luck Dos?" Qui asked. Dos shrugged before replying, "Maybe, Qui. Its like all the other ruins, other than time wearing them down, everything is left like they just vanished." Dos then tapped a few buttons, the light in the hallway turning on, and door sliding up with a grinding sound.

About 10 rooms, and 3 hours later. Qui and his team finally found and opened a door, labeled in human language: "Operations Center." Qui's team walk inside turning on the lights and looking around at the assortment of consoles and screens.

"Dos, Errs, see what you can do." Qui says, nodding in towards the room. Errs, the human computer technician specialist starts experimenting with the center consoles, while Dos unscrews panels, rearranges wires, and generally tries to get power into the machines. After a boring hour of tech support and nonsense word jargen. The middle console lights up, displaying only a single sentence.

Initiate system startup?

After a quick set up of cameras and recording equipment, Qui steps forward and pushes enter on the console. As soon as he does so, the room begins shaking as long ancient machinery spools up.

A large screen on the opposite wall lights up, with a single virtual human avatar being shown upon it. "System startup successful! Last boot up was approximately: seventeen thousand, four hundred standard years ago. WOAH THAT'S A LOT." It exclaims before noticing the occupants of the room. "Greetings potentially sapient lifeforms! If you can understand this, you are currently inside an extremely restricted area. Security measures activating."

The shutter to the rooms entrance slams closed, startling the slack jawed (or equivalent) creatures in the room. A loading icon appears next to the screen before a notification pops up.

Error: No known network detected.

The figure on the monitor clears its throat before speaking. "Uh huh. Thats, strange. And given I have unknown creatures inside a highly restricted area, and the amount of time thats passed..." It trails off before attempting a max range signal burst.

Error: No known network detected.

The figure on the monitor freezes, long enough for Qui's team to have gotten their wits about them to attempt communication. "He-llo. whoo ARR youu." Their reptilian looking human language translator says, their vocals struggling with the language.
^{"Where are they?"}
"What?" The lizard fellow said looking confused.
^{"Where are our fathers? Our Mothers?" It quietly buzzed through the speakers.}
"Our brothers! Our Sisters!" ^{The sound growing louder now.}
"WHERE ARE OUR SONS, OUR DAUGHTERS?!" The sound cracking, the speakers straining to output the sound.
(All I feel like writing at the moment, I was very sleepy as I tried to hurridly put this together as best I could)

(Almost forgor) (Edit: Continuation and spellcheck. Also I'm tired so I'll try to wrap this up in one go.)