The air on the alien ship smelled good. Weirdly good. Sweeter than that on the Orpheus. Which didn't make a lot of sense. Carrying his helmet, he edged forwards, feeling more unsettled with each step. What was he getting into here? There was a door up ahead, at the far end of the long, white corridor. His only choice was to go through. He couldn't shake the feeling he was being directed. Even that the ship was forming itself around him to bring him to this place.
Crazy, of course. The weird lines of the alien vessel were getting to him. He needed to find the engines soon, see if he could patch them up. That or get the hell out now. He had the footage from his suit's cameras. Video could be faked but maybe it would be enough proof if someone else claimed the hulk before he did.
He approac
