the smuggler’s bible

Captain Misho

When the object known to Earth’s government as Incongruity #300194 drops out of hyperspace, it is met by a contact mission hastily organized in the hopes that any time wasted in conversation would give the scientists a few extra minutes to invent something useful. Like an ultra-nuke or whatever.

“Lots of, uh, cool stuff to look forward to here, I guess,” Captain Misho says. “Twisting passages—people are calling them ‘labyrinthine.’ Wacky colors all over the place, for sure. Now, regarding the boarding party.” He consults a printout. “Our best shot, I think, is if ONE TWO THREE NOSE GOES!”