[Dreamer128]

(Ricor Messman)

,,Alert-level Beta, aye sir'', one of the crewmen at the tactical substation confirms. You stretch your mind, but fail to recall his name. Seconds later, the Bridge is cloaked in dark shades of crimson. a visual indication of the hightend state of readiness. ,,We are now at alert-level Beta. Repeat, we are now at alert-level Beta'', echoes the computer. The crew responds immediately, and you notice that several officers enter the bridge and take up positions at the tactical substation.

,,Still too far out to scan for debris, sir'', shouts Navigator Johnson. ,,Besides, there is too much junk floating around.'' Despite the fact that he has raised his voice, you have to strain your ears to make out anything he says. The computer, which is now warning that the ship is about to slow down, and the noise associated with the flurry of activity on the Bridge, make verbal communication almost impossible. Fortunately, most of your orders are confirmed through text-messages. The intercept-fighters were launched sixteen seconds after you gave the order and engineering is preparing to connect the Gölzman-drive to the secondary powergrid.