Rise
"Nobody can hear a scream in the vacuum of space, or so they say. That is why it is up to us to discover their remains."
Such was the creed that each human aboard the ship repeated to themselves as it sped into the vast black void past the fringes of the galaxy, where mankind had yet to extend its ever restless reach. But this was not the adventurous journey endeavored by soldiers of fortune--of gallant swashbucklers venturing into the unknown to try their hand at snatching destiny from the jaws of fate. The people aboard this steel cylinder hurtling through space were not nearly so magnificent or splendid. They were uneasy and anxious, huddled into small cots while shivering in the subzero freeze of the cosmos, or seated at corner tables of the steel and aluminum mess hall, spooning colorless gruel into their mouths.
