The tense stand-off lasted for almost an hour before Captain Galven returned to the bridge, and she ran her fingers through her hair as she stood on the bridge, taking in the tactical situation. She didn't directly address anyone at first, but instead just seemed to be studying the situation, before finally saying, “Starfleet Command has decided the situation is rather... tense. They're dispatching the Stalwart Sentinel from Deep Space 11, so for the time being we're to hold station keeping and wait and see.”<br/><br/>Before anything else could be said, the lights flickered. It was brief, but it was so unusual that it caught everyone's attention. “What now?” Galven asked, before the lights dimmed and red alert sounded automatically.<br/><br/>The sensors were going insane as suddenly a gravity well formed, warping space-time around the Victoria. The ship shuddered and helm was sluggish to respond as the engines attempted to hold station keeping.<br/><br/>“Helm!” Galven said, falling into her chair with enough force to briefly drive the air from her lungs, “Get us out of here!”<br/><br/>Alarms were blaring and the helm controls were unable to find any solid coordinates, the dials spinning and contradicting themselves and all the previous courses pointing in opposite directions. The science station was getting information that was just... wrong. It had to be wrong. One moment, space was completely empty of everything including individual atoms, to suddenly as dense as a neutron star. Nothing made sense, before suddenly the ship bucked, and everyone passed out.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Grellic waded through the waist deep water, holding his spear up high above his head as he moved. He'd heard the storm approaching and was trying to get to his shelter before the rains came, and was nearly there when a massive thunder clap struck, sending him flailing backwards as it knocked him back into the water. Briefly disoriented, he flailed before managing to stand and wipe the water from his face as he looked around, wondering if lightning had struck.<br/><br/>What he found was something he'd never expected to see. Towering over him was a massive metal... thing. It was bigger than an entire village, and it was partially buried in the swamp. The storm briefly forgotten, he approached and looked at the smooth metal and saw a strange circular portion. He tapped it with his spear, and it didn't move. He looked around, and saw a patch of orange. Wrapping one hand around it, the airlock cycled open and cool, dry air blasted Grellic in the face.<br/><br/>Spear at the ready, he began to explore the strange metal building.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Consciousness returned to the crew slowly, the lights dimmed and red, alarms flashing and sounding as the computer voice announced [ALERT... ALERT... ALERT... ALERT...]<br/><br/>Sensors indicated they were on a planet, the ship having belly flopped into a swamp. There were numerous stress fractures throughout the hull, and the ship was operating only on auxiliary power, the warp drive automatically shutting down. Oh, and there was an intruder alert as well.<br/><br/>Captain Galven was slumped on her chair, blood pouring from a head wound, and Commander Mara was also unconscious, his arm bent at an unnatural angle. The main view screen was cracked, and the window above the bridge was shattered, letting in thick, humid and hot air into the bridge, the sound of wildlife barely audible over the sound of groans of pain.