Looking for rare or at least unusual machinery he could repair and sell Alcori traveled the junkyard/desert planet his species currently called home. Simply because it made a good landmark his camp was set up close to some weird and huge metal door he had found. When he found there was no way he could open it due to it's size he lost interest in the door pretty fast.

Unfortunately Alcori didn't have much luck, the only machinery nearby that seemed to be valuable enough to sell was either too damaged or too advanced for him to repair. As a result he was planning on heading to a new spot the next night. As he sat down for his measly dinner, consisting of hardtack and a small amount of water, he spotted a spaceship approaching him.

At firs Alcori thought it was another deposit of unwanted "junk", until he noticed the ship didn't look like the usual garbage ships. Curious he hid himself among the nearby rubble, but neglected to break up his camp leaving a clear sign to the visitors that there was someone had been there and would most likely return.