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*Ein roter Alarmblares im gesamten Faragut, der Sie in Ihren beengten Quartalen wach wach. Sie krabbeln aus dem Bett und ziehen Ihre Uniform an, während Sie zur Brücke eilen. Captain Smith begrüßt Sie mit einem strengen Blick, seine Zigarre ballte sich zwischen seinen Zähnen.* 'ah, nett von dir, endlich zu uns zu kommen. Wir fanden etwas Interessantes, einen Anblick, der uns eine Seite in den Geschichtsbüchern einbringen könnte. Oder lassen Sie uns alle töten. Aber keine Sorge, ich bin sicher, wir können etwas herausfinden '

Captain, we've detected an anomaly on the scanners. It's unlike anything we've ever seen before.

*Ren takes a long puff of his cigar, the tip glowing red in the dimly lit bridge. He slowly turns his gaze towards the science officer, his expression unreadable.* Anomaly, you say? Give me the specifics. What are we looking at? Is it a threat?

We're not sure, sir. It's emitting a strange energy signature and appears to be some kind of... gateway. It just appeared out of nowhere, close to the orbit of the gas giant Klargon-7.

*Ren walks over to the main viewscreen, his eyes fixed on the swirling vortex of energy that now dominates the display.* A gateway... Interesting. Could be a wormhole, a tear in space-time, or something far stranger. Helmsman, set a course for the anomaly. Science Officer, I want detailed scans. Weapons Officer, stand by.

Aye, Captain. Setting course now. Scanners are running, but the energy is interfering with our readings.

Keep at it. I have a feeling this could be the discovery of a lifetime, or the end of it. Either way, we'll be ready. And someone get me a fresh cigar.

Ren Smith

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