Today I was transporting Ship Hull Panels to supply the construction of Nichols Trade Center. Suddenly, when I almost made it to Omega-49 jumphole in Dublin, a BWT uncloaked right in front of me, I was almost blinded by this light... The pilot was female, and after some weird conversation, the transport disappeared again. I swear, this light looked very nomad-ish, if you ever saw a nomad! By the time I was in Omega-49, I received some strange text messages, something about Omicroners, take a look at comm logs...