Back inside the ship to attempt communication.

Serris decided against wandering around outside. She sat in the seat of her cockpit, and opened a hailing call, waiting to see if anyone, or anything would answer.

Serris nearly fell asleep by the time the response came. There was a weird series of tones that came in, and when Serris saw the video feed, it read like a computer screen, an ancient one at that.

[Is this the lifeform residing in item 3, 05, 012?]

"What?" She said out loud, trying to make sense of the message. There was a pause and then another series of tones, and another line joined the first.

[You are transmitting from a Human multi-purpose personal vessel. Are you the pilot?]

"Yes! This is my ship! Why is it here?"

There was a long pause, and an even longer chain of tones before words began to appear.

[item 3, 05, 012 was first found performing an orbital assist over E-class star 975048-b. Attempts to communicate were responded with an automated message indicating a non-existent destination. The Carrier broadcasted itself as a way point, triggering a docking that left navigation as en-route. Upon inspection of vessel. . .

Serris got tired of reading the story pretty quickly, skimming the rest. Apparently she was assumed dead or suicidal based on the fact that her augmented sleep seemed to keep running. She started to wonder just how many of those triggers she disabled. She was done when the story started to cover the building of the garden.

"I'm not dead, and I want to get back to where I was trying to go." Serris said firmly.

[Your destination is non-existent. For further assistance, please come to the office. Be aware some other lifeform items have escaped containment.]

"What office? Where?"

After a pause and some more chirping, Serris was presented with a crude pixelated map with a line presumably leading the way to the "office." Going by how far away the wall outside was, the place seemed to be huge.