Mysterium

[SothaSil]

| Location: Somewhere in Colorado | Origin: Mille~Ragne~Voluptates | Date: 13th, Sun's Dawn, 819 A.S. |

"...anyway, that was a quiet interesting trip, Sam", Sil looked out of the window at Pueblo station when the ship was passing by.

"A memorable journey, I've never seen such things before", Sam Guevenne responded; "I think I need some time to understand that all, but, whatever, I'm needed on the bridge, we're almost in New York."
"Yes...", Sil answered in an absent voice, obviously concerned with his own thoughts, "I think I will wait here until we arrive at Newark."

Sam strided along the drawn-out table and left the room, taking an elevator to the bridge.
When he arrived there, a crewman was already waiting for him.
"Mister Guevenne, we have something on sensors."

Sam looked on the screen, and saw two ships near the lane to the New York gate.
"A coalition signal...how interesting...", he said and turned to the helmsman, "Get us closer, that might be interesting...and call Sil."

To be continued~