Date Posted:16:28:17 04/07/02 Sun Author: Dinotron Containment Unit Subject: The smooth silver shell was deceptively calm...
It spun away from Starbase Rugby, a cosmic ballet of infinite beauty and extreme terror. Within, its cargo remained in perfect stasis, and its locator beacon continued to blip on security consoles on both Rugby and Omicron II, long after it passed through innumerable sectors and reached the darkest depths of space...
