[ WP ] There is a vastly intelligent , ancient plasma-based life form living within our Sun . One day we find out the ancient idea of a Sun God was a lot more accurate than we realized .

`` Are you certain your results are correct?'' Graves asked. He'd been promoted to senior researcher two years ago and still had n't settled into the role. He was too self-conscious and made the rest of us nervous every time he entered a room. He was a nice guy just so anxious that no one could relax around him. 
 
 `` No, but I've done everything I can think of. Ran every test, completed every calculation.'' I could n't sit on this data any longer. I knew I was lining myself up to be called a crackpot. Hell, I was n't even up for tenure for another six years. When this blew up, I may never be up for it. 
 
 It had begun as a simple enough observation in magenetohydrodynamics. Set the telescope up, gather some data, crunch some numbers, prove that the new sensors were all operating correctly. It should n't have been any more exciting than getting an oil change. Of course, that's not how it came out. 
 
 There was an organized patten in the data. The new sensors were picking up some signal we'd never seen before. I double then tripled checked everything. I asked some friends with access to advanced tech to confirm my readings. I did n't tell them what saw or what I was thinking until after they'd seen it for themselves. Two of them eventually got back to me with the exact same readings. 
 
 The pattern did n't match anything I'd seen before in any astrophysics course. I showed it around a little - with no description of where it came from - and none of the astronomers I talked to could identify it. I was having lunch in the cafeteria one day when a neurobiologist walked by and saw the plot of the signal setting beside me. He struck up a conversation and mentioned that pattern matched some of the brain waves he'd seen. I tried not to get excited, but I did leave my lunch half-eaten when I walked away. 
 
 I researched what I could in private. There was no way I was going public with any of this until I was absolutely certain. There was a signal from the sun that was a definite sign of intelligence. After months of research into it and more observations, I took it to Graves and laid out my findings. 
 
 Graves, of course, did not want to believe it. I did n't want to believe it either, but science does n't care about what you want to believe. He argued that I must be wrong or the sensors were broken or that I was imagining a pattern where there was n't one. I told him I'd thought of that myself and that's why I brought him a pile of data. Objective, verifiable, quantitative data. The results was clear: there was some sort of intelligence living inside the sun. 
 
 We set up a dedicated observation of the intelligence, watching for any signs of change. There was little variation that we could see beyond what I'd already observed. 
 
 We eventually brought in the rest of the department. They were as incredulous as Graves and I had both been. We showed them the data and they could n't believe it. Some of them set of observations of their own or called in favors at other observatories. All the data matched. 
 
 We argued over whether we should go public. We decided to remain quiet for the moment. We knew that the general public would misunderstand and we would be pilloried in the press. 
 
 Easton was always the best of us as signals analysis. He had done some work for the DoD as a very high priced consultant. Of course, he could n't tell us what he did there, only that he was quite proud of himself for figuring it out. Easton took the signal from the sun and began running it through all sorts of analyses. He managed to piece together a rudimentary language out of it. Not enough to have a conversation, but enough to get the content. 
 
 The messages, that seemed to repeat regularly, were frightening. If Easton's analyses were correct, the intelligence was becoming agitated. It was tired of being tied into the sun. We had no idea how long that thing had been in there and we had no idea what would happen when it left? Would the sun destabilize? Would there be a giant flare? Would we even notice at all? 
 
 We asked Easton to contact his people at the DoD and bring them in for a briefing. We explained the situation to them. They were n't quite as unbelieving as we had been but they still took convincing. Two weeks after the first meeting, they wanted to come back with a wider audience for the same pitch. We, of course, said yes. 
 
 After the second meeting, with people who were high enough up in the chain of command that they were regularly seen on the news, we were asked how to communicate with this intelligence. We had never considered such a thing. We had to explain that there was no technology on Earth powerful enough to send a signal into the sun and have it still be coherent. It would be like trying to whisper a message to someone standing in front of the speakers at a rock concert - you just are n't loud enough for them to hear you. They asked how we could be louder. 
 
 We worked on it for another month before we had a breakthrough. With enough gain, enough directionality, a big enough antenna, and a staggering amount of power - plus a little signal processing magic from Easton - we came up with a plan to broadcast a message. It would have to be short - no more than a few seconds - and it would take nearly all the power of the continental United States to pull it off. We told them it would take two years to build the system and the infrastructure to do it. They said that was n't a problem. The only issue left was: what to put in the message? 
 
 I never did see the message. But as I sit here now, looking at the giant array aimed at the sun, I have to wonder: should we remain silent and pray or should we shout and maybe scare the intelligence? Scared creatures do not make good neighbors. If this does n't work, I want everyone to know we did what we thought was best. Please forgive us if we are wrong.
