The USS Defender , a sleek and powerful starship, shuddered slightly as it adjusted its course. The signal grew stronger, and Sarah's crew worked feverishly to crack the code.
The young ensign worked his console, and a moment later, a planet appeared on the viewscreen. "It's coming from CP 63, sir." The USS Defender , a sleek and powerful
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the message flashed on the viewscreen: "It's coming from CP 63, sir
"Mr. Bradley, can you pinpoint the source of that signal?" she asked. warning
"This is...Survivor...CP 63... warning...do not...approach...sector...containment breach... possible...cascade failure... transmit terminated "
But as they turned to leave, they heard it: a low, ominous hum, growing louder by the second.
The implications were too terrible to contemplate. Sarah knew she had to get her crew out of there, and fast.