I think the reason analogue horror works so well is that it replicates the vibe of things that scared us as kids, like for me it has the same feel as the uncanny valley from early cgi and animatronics/prosthetics that made the original two Ghostbusters so scary to me, or that subtle sense of unease that made people so afraid of the antagonists in Courage the Cowardly Dog. Its just a perfect callback to the things that kept me up late staring at the closet door and I love it!
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Utterly mystified by the individual’s inexplicable appearance on the holodeck, Data could only stare at him. Starfleet regulation dictated he had to apprehend the infiltrator and apprise the Captain, but his subroutines were not humming with vigilance, just mild amusement interlinked with excessive discombobulation. The stranger possessed of an intellect not that dissimilar to his own; eager to obtain information, inquisitive, and an intrinsic desire to investigate that what he could not fathom.
Nonetheless, a certain level of wariness was evoked when the zealous man started to bounce around and addressed his components by name. Was he a cyberneticist of sorts? Could he be an associate or contemporary of Dr Noonian Soong? Possibly, but unlikely. Either way, it was heightening his sense of suspicion. His yellow eyes remained trained on the exuberant individual, determined to ascertain what purpose he was pursuing. He had, after all, clandestinely embarked the Enterprise while they were traversing across the galaxy at warp 6.8. How had he even managed to board the vessel? Queries for later, or whenever he could interpolate them into the sparse intermissions the stranger applied to his one-sided conversation.
Data’s subroutines droned with the profuse information spewed into his direction. His advanced computational capabilities digested the information assiduously, paying close attention to every detail, whether he could comprehend them on a cognitive level or not. The stranger had many questions, and formulated several tempting propositions, but the android could not comply unless he had garnered sufficient information regarding the other man’s intentions, other than reenacting a medley of detective novels on the holodeck.
‘Perhaps,’ Data replied placidly, not intending to indulge the other in his wishes until he could verify his identity and determine whether he was friend or foe. ‘You are well-informed about who and what I am, sir. You have accurately extrapolated my interests by violating my private recreational time on the holodeck, and I would gladly grant you my concession; your actions have not yet contradicted my initial profile of you as “benign,” but I do require additional information if you would prefer I proceed to regard you this way.’
His approach was pragmatic, and expressed with the immaculate coolness of a machine unfazed by the peculiarity that permeated in this infrequent occurrence.
‘Would you please be so kind as to identify yourself and state your business aboard the Enterprise? As one of the senior officers, I am usually notified when we are accommodating new guests, but I was not briefed on the arrival of a visitor of your stature. Furthermore, the circumstances do not lend themselves for admitting passengers to our ship; we are currently travelling at warp speed. Transportation should be unavailable at the present time. If you are not a visitor, but have boarded the ship without prior authorisation and utilised a different means of transportation, I am obligated to apprise my superiors of this anomaly. And once they are satisfied with the nature of your intentions, we could devise the holoprogram you are so eager to explore.’
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