A Fire Upon the Deep

That would have brought most explanations to a stop. Ravna had to admire the Skroderider: he paused, retreated to still more elementary terms. "True, simple caution can prevent many disasters. And if your lab is in the Middle or Low Beyond, such caution is all that is really needed — no matter how sophisticated the threat. But we all understand the nature of the Zones…" Ravna had virtually no feel for Rider body language, but she would have sworn that Blueshell was watching the barbarian expectantly, trying to gauge the depth of Pham's ignorance.

The human nodded impatiently.

Blueshell continued, "In the Transcend, truly sophisticated equipment can operate, devices substantially smarter than anyone down here. Of course, almost any economic or military competition can be won by the side with superior computing resources. Such can be had at the Top of the Beyond and in the Transcend. Races are always migrating there, hoping to build their utopias. But what do you do when your new creations may be smarter than you are? It happens that there are limitless possibilities for disaster, even if an existing Power does not cause harm. So there are unnumbered recipes for safely taking advantage of the Transcend. Of course they can't be effectively examined except in the Transcend. And run on devices of their own description, the recipes themselves become sentient."

Understanding was beginning to glimmer across Pham Nuwen's face.

Ravna leaned forward, caught the redhead's attention. "There are complex things in the archives. None of them is sentient, but some have the potential, if only some naive young race will believe their promises. We think that's what happened to Straumli Realm. They were tricked by documentation that claimed miracles, tricked into building a transcendent being, a Power — but one that victimizes sophonts in the Beyond." She didn't mention how rare such perversion was. The Powers were variously malevolent, playful, indifferent — but virtually all of them had better uses for their time than exterminating cockroaches in the wild.

Pham Nuwen rubbed his jaw thoughtfully. "Okay, I guess I see. But I get the feeling this is common knowledge. If it's this deadly, how did the Straumli bunch get taken in?"

"Bad luck and criminal incompetence," the words popped out of her with surprising force. She hadn't realized she was so bent by the Straumli thing; somewhere inside, her old feelings for Straumli Realm were still alive. "Look. Operations in the High Beyond and in the Transcend are dangerous. Civilizations up there don't last long, but there will always be people who try. Very few of the threats are actively evil. What happened to the Straumers… They ran across this recipe advertising wondrous treasure. Quite possibly it had been lying around for millions of years, a little too risky for other folks to try. You're right, the Straumers knew the dangers." But it was a classic situation of balancing risks and choosing wrong. Perhaps a third of Applied Theology was about how to dance near the flame without getting incinerated. No one knew the details of the Straumli debacle, but she could guess them from a hundred similar cases:

"So they set up a base in the Transcend at this lost archive — if that's what it was. They began implementing the schemes they found. You can be sure they spent most of their time watching it for signs of deception. No doubt the recipe was a series of more or less intelligible steps with a clear takeoff point. The early stages would involve computers and programs more effective than anything in the Beyond — but apparently well-behaved."

"… Yeah. Even in the Slowness, a big program can be full of surprises."

Ravna nodded. "And some of these would be near or beyond human complexity. Of course, the Straumers would know this and try to isolate their creations. But given a malign and clever design… it should be no surprise if the devices leaked onto the lab's local net and distorted the information there. From then on, the Straumer's wouldn't have a chance. The most cautious staffers would be framed as incompetent. Phantom threats would be detected, emergency responses demanded. More sophisticated devices would be built, and with fewer safeguards. Conceivably, the humans were killed or rewritten before the Perversion even achieved transsapience."

There was a long silence. Pham Nuwen looked almost chastened. Yeah. There's a lot you don't know, Buddy. Think on what Old One might have planned for you.