"What the hell just happened?" Magnus shouted at the incapacitated "corpse" of Sandra. 
	"It seems our spacial position has changed randomly. I need time to recalibrate my SPS. My theory is a rift in spacetime has caused the position of most everything to shift suddenly, though it's just a hypothesis. But this theory explains why this plebeian is here." Sandra explained as the peasant girl acted quite offended. 
	"There is also a giant ship in front of us, if you haven't noticed."
	"How could you miss it?" Magnus said jokingly.
	"You're hilarious." Sandra said sarcastically. "Please talk to them." She said as Magnus sat in the captain's chair and turned the microphone up. 
	"This is Magnus E. Magisterium. Owner and..." Magnus paused as Sandra was mouthing what to say. "proprietor of a Ulysses 500 from Pineapple Incorporated. We are not the cause of this anomaly, and it would be a pleasure to be accepted to your party." Once Magnus finished he leaned back in his chair and took a nervous sigh. 
	"Ugh. What's that smell?" He said as he looked over to the girl.
	"What's your name?"