I repeat, module to mother ship…
Do you copy? Nothing
Just great!
Three hundred and fifty billion “credits” drifting out there in the middle of the space… forsaken!
It’s alarming! There’s no signal at all!
Always with the same, Berlaustev!
There it is!
When will it dawn on you that this might be serious!
The ship branched off several quadrants! That’s why we couldn’t find it.
Well, it’s time to make contact, Clara.
…It’s as if everyone had vanished!
Damn wiseass!
Behind that hatch…
You think I’m an idiot?
You go first, Berlaustev we’ll watch your back.
I'm still sane enough not to risk my life for you!
...And we’ve reached the end of the concert! We hope you’ve liked it! See you next time!...
Looks like they couldn’t get in for the concert and they ended up this way!
it seems that this can harm us we could turn it around to make it commercial