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Commander, they stay within range.

with all engines and systems shut down.

They may have solved that problem.

- Affirmative, continue log entries. - Yes, sir.

Back to his old course.

...standing by to beam your survivors aboard our ship.

- Affirmative, captain. - And at this distance?

but believe the Romulan vessel to be somewhere close by

A message was dispatched.

Have lost contact with the intruder.

Soon even enough for the Praetor's taste.

Then it fired something at us. Some form of high-energy plasma.

And in a very leisurely manoeuvre. They may not be aware of us.

Five, four, three,

Patrolling outposts guarding the Neutral Zone

attacked our outposts, killed our men.

"- What? - Simple Debris."

You and I are of a kind.

Not too soon for me to see the stars of home.

Now, back to the first course.

- it was a sneak attack. - Mr. Stiles,

We've seen a hundred campaigns together,

3 million million galaxies like this.

- And you, Mr. Stiles? - I'm alive, sir.

- What do you have on the intruder? - No identification.

A phaser hit at this distance would be the wildest stroke of luck.

Phasers operational, captain.

Call battle stations, Mr. Sulu.

Now we go home.

What's our position, navigator?

And in all of the universe,

A signal, commander.

Fantastic power. And then the whole vessel disappeared.