Armored soldiers from the fleet boarded the<em>Gospel of Condemnation</em>, carefully sifting through the piles of glass with their armored boots.  The interior of the ship was clamped, and the artificial gravity was completely unpredictable, with corridors spiraling around in three dimensions, and most chambers having another deck on the "ceiling."  Theoretically, one could get between decks simply by jumping upwards until the gravty reversed itself.  The twisted form of the vessel seemed to have had a massive crew, with apparent mess halls scattered at random intervals, with nearby storage rooms filled with massive amounts of broken glass.  Damaged technological artifacts were scattered everywhere, though the salvagers did find limited numbers of intact projectile weapons, but they were filled with broken glass and seemed to be impossible to even hold without being injured.<br/><br/>After further inspection, many of the glass shards had veins running through them, and looking carefully, some of them were shaped uncannily like humanoid hands, feet, and even faces and eyes.  Every single piece was shaped perfectly, as if it came from a paragon of beauty.  The salvage crews took samples of the glass shards for analysis on the Kobras Aquairre.  ...Unfortunately, one of the crew managed to cut himself on one of the glass shards, and screamed in pain for about two minutes, while his body petrified from the inside, covering his face in crystal shards.  Five minutes after initial exposure to the shard, he was a glass statue.  Fifteen minutes after a minor cut, cargo teamster third class Grayson was a pile of glass shards, any one of which would consign the victim to the same fate.<br/><br/>The glass shard samples were abandoned aboard the<em>Gospel of Condemnation</em>.  Decontamination procedures would be more complicated than expected.