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Franklin stepped back into the shaft, and tapped his commbadge. A beam of light projected out from it at angles only he could see, illuminating certain areas of the hallway in green.
"Right, almost forgot."
"Well don't forget again, Lieutenant."
She activated her badge as well, and they continued down the hallway. The lower hangar bay was on the first and second floor, but it could also be accessed via maintenance hatch. It was at the very front of the ship, and they had started at the very back, but the walk held no surprises.
The hatch slid away without making a sound, and the duo dropped down onto a walkway overlooking the hangar bay, whose atmospheric containment fields were surprisingly still intact. The suspended metal pathway stretched from the front end of the fifty-metre-long bay to the rear, with a parallel one on the port side, thirty metres away. It offered a clear view down onto the staging floor, eight metres below them. On the ground were two TIE/sl shuttles, as well as two foreign craft: shuttles, or perhaps freighters, with a central bay flanked by two large barrel-like engines and four smaller ones that pointed at the ground and looked like they could swivel. At the front was a transparent sphere, most likely a cockpit, occupied by another one of the foreign soldiers. The top of the ship was not flat, but rather held a small, thick fin, perhaps a metre tall, from the front of which protruded a several-metre-long rod that extended past the cockpit and ended in a spherical bulge.
Franklin turned to the ensign, "Have you seen this design before?"
"Never. It looks so... primitive. The rod at the front looks like its from ancient Alcubierre drive designs. Coupled with what I'm fairly sure is nuclear engines - assuming this is what we saw back on the bridge - this ship looks like its from the twnty-first century."
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