"Take this," Tom said, stopping as they passed another deceased guard to hand his gun to Enigma. "I'm still not 100% sure I trust you but...if we run into trouble something tells me we'll need all the firepower we can get." Enigma nodded as she took the gun. They carried on a bit further before reaching what appeared to be a dead end. Tom let out an aggravated sigh. "This is a trick," he said. "There's nothing here, I thought you were taking us to a hangar?"<br/><br/>"You think the governor would make it that simple to reach his ship?" Enigma asked, placing her hand against the wall. There was a brief humming noise, and a section of the wall slid away to reveal an immense hangar beyond. Stepping through, they found themselves on a walkaway above the hangar floor, the space dominated by an immense, black, arrow-shaped craft, two wings jutting out either side of the rear half of the craft. From their position they could just make out a ramp lowered to the floor towards the back of the craft. Other than the ship and their group there was no sign of life in the hangar.<br/><br/>"I don't know whether to be pleased or worried no-one else is here," Tom said, looking for a way to get down and spotting the lift at the opposite end of the walkway. He led them to it, pressing the button that took it to the floor below. He kept a firm grip on his gun as they stepped off the lift. "Enigma, can you sense anything around here?"<br/><br/>"Negative," Enigma replied. "As far as I can tell any other life in this prison is a considerable distance from here."<br/><br/>"Let's hope it stays like that," Tom said quietly, leading them to the ship and up the ramp. The room they found themselves in was a small cargo hold, loaded with a handful of weapons and uniforms. Tom tapped the computer screen to turn the lighting on, relieved that the ship seemed as empty as the hangar outside. It took him a moment to spot where the ramp mechanism was. "No offence, but something tells me I'm the best pilot among us," he said, walking over and pressing the button before turning to head for the cockpit. "I'll fly us out of here, you-" his words were cut short by the noise of the closing ramp coming to a shuddering halt. He turned around, seeing a pair of hands forcing the ramp downwards again, slowly revealing the governor, but he had changed: he showed all the signs of being converted into an Aphran drone. "I should've known this was too simple," he said, pointing the gun at their assailant, but he froze, finding himself unable to shoot.<br/><br/>"Tom, shoot him now," Enigma said. "It won't take him long to overpower the ramp's mechanism."<br/><br/>"I...I can't," Tom said, feeling conflicted. "I've never killed someone before."<br/><br/>"Tom, that is not the Governor," Enigma said forcefully. "Whatever person he once was is long gone. If you don't shoot now, you and Ix will end up like him." She turned to Ix as it became obvious Tom wasn't responding. "Ix, take the shot. The machines can change much about a biological creature, but they still have the same weaknesses. Aim for the heart and you'll put him down permanently."