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(The doors make that whoosh-squeak sound from Star Trek, by the way)

Scythe looked up, bleary-eyed and coffee cup in hand. "Looks like we have a derilect off the port bow, about ten o'clock level and four o'clock low. Seems to be a Wolf Ketch. An old one, by the looks of her."

Jackie was checking the sensor station. "No life signs, no energy signatures. That ship is as dead as Dredgen Yor."