“I saw you dock. Nasty looking black eye. That rock you towed in do that to you?” Captain Umski asked, rubbing at his own eyes.

Captain Torrance sipped his rye. “Yup, fly ball out of left field.”

“Really? Sensor malfunction?”

“Ship A.I. says no.”

“You…

“Status report! Helmsman, full stop.” Captain Torrance held on to his chair for stability waiting for the ship to rock again. The collision alert continued to blare. “What the hell hit us?”

“Aye aye, Captain, full stop.” The helmsman called.

Officer Cru…