Most have been extinguished.
Enya's words were like a cold wind, instantly calming Gawain who was about to get excited, his face becoming serene as he carefully pondered the information hinted behind this "extinguished," breaking the silence after a long while: "Extinguished...what kind of extinguishment? Do you mean they all went extinct for various reasons?"
"Those signals flicker like lights in the night sky, restricted perhaps by technology, the flickering lights convey very limited information, sometimes so simple as to merely signal 'I am here,' then at some moment, some signals suddenly disappear, never to send new messages— the vastness of the universe hides too many secrets and truths, in the darkness, I cannot see anything."
Enya spoke slowly, as if picking up the yellowed pages from long-blurred memories.
