“Oh… well… shit!” John’s voice came over the radio, shocked and surprised. Standing in the hallway, four others and myself looked up at the open airduct that he had crawled into to gain access to what we assumed was the ship’s control room. “I- uh, I found something,” John explained breathily, a quiver of fear in the last word. Meiko peeled her eyes off the open grate to give us all an uneasy look. Winston scowled while Wu gave a terrified look. Ngyuen, however, was staring at the floor, her lips moving silently in a prayer to help calm her nerves.