The serene atmosphere of the room was abruptly shattered as two figures materialized in the captain’s quarters. The one in armoured attire staggered slightly upon arrival, clearly affected by their recent ordeal, yet still capable enough to brandish a weapon at the captain. “Lock the room, raise force fields,” they commanded, their voice strained but resolute, prompting their onboard AI to comply without hesitation. “Captain,” the AI intoned, its tone conveying a sense of urgency, “I advise against any rash actions.”

With tension thick in the air, the figure levelled their gaze at the captain, their weapon steady. “Please, Captain,” they continued, their voices firm but tinged with a hint of desperation, “let’s not make this any more difficult than it needs to be.”

One Step forward, Two Steps Back
PRISM
USS Leviathan