"Oh, just go on up and find yourself a nice spot.  I'll take your box and stow it away", he says, taking the suitcase.  "Just make sure not to touch any of the controls.  I've just finished getting this thing to power up again after that last short-circuit, and I don't want to have another accident so soon."<br/><br/>The ramp up into the guts of the ship most closely resembles an old, rickety staircase that is almost vertical as it climbs upward.  Only halfway in, already the headspace is gone, forcing Sarah to get on all fours in order to continue inside.  It is cramped beyond belief in this ship, leaving the pathway obvious as there is only one choice.  Much of the ship is filled with junk, but some corridors which did exist have been closed off with metal bulk plating and welded shut for some reason.  There are patches of oil and metal shavings covering much of the floor.<br/><br/>The crawlway goes on for about another twenty feet before it seems to open up.  'Seems' is the appropriate word, as it doesn't really open up much.  At the end, and it is the end as there is no place else to go, is a small cubby that has about as much total space as what would exist under a kitchen sink.  Can this even be called a bridge?  With all of the wires and electrical tape that seem to hold this room together, it seems like this was simply the strongest remaining part of the ship and some controls were wired over here to be accessed.  The navigation screen appears to be a portable computer with a screen about two inches wide that has been taped to the wall.  The air is thick with the buzz and pop of electrical shorts and smells of burned plastic and oil.<br/><br/>The sole amenity is a small pile of old rags that apparently serves as an impromptu chair for the captain.  But to add disgust to the fearful situation, it appears that the captain has some preference for human women.  This much seems obvious as just about every square inch of wall space not covered in wires or cables has been plastered with a 'wallpaper' of torn pages from a gentleman's magazine--if it could be called that.  Naked women in a variety of sexual poses, from discrete to slutty, are displayed all over the place.  It doesn't take much to guess how the captain spends his spare time on these long flights.