53.1

You find Silaro, once again, deeply entranced in his work. This time though, he seems particularly intrigued by what looks like the shell of a giant power coupling protruding from a crack in the wall some two meters above him. He doesn’t seem to notice your approach until a twig cracks underneath your feet.

“Oh!” he says, then relaxes. “It’s you. Actually, just the person I wanted to speak to! Well, really I’d love to speak with whoever engineered these pressure sensors, or better yet who removed them … they appear to have been worn away shortly before the dam broke and the valley flooded.”

Clear Silaro with  to ask if he needs any more help with his research.