"You did it," Bunco said. He smiled broadly at the viewscreen on the bridge of the Restless. Queyn Loi stood beside him.

"We did nothing," Queyn said. "The Drydock activated an Elevator Drive and dropped to a lower dimension. No matter. We will trace the Katanga Bay and follow it down to finish the job. The drive uses a great deal of energy so that it will leave the Katanga Bay both broken and without power." He glanced at Bunco. "Your services are no longer required." He looked behind him. "Bring in Dansha."

Bunco turned in time for the metal door to slowly rise into the ceiling. A pair of zombies dressed in ragged uniforms carried in a gurney with a body that looked more like a heap of biological mess than a once living person.

Two more zombies appeared and picked up Bunco by his forearms on either side of him.

"What are you doing!" Bunco said.

Queyn leaned towards Bunco and stared at him. One of his eyeballs became dislodged and hung from its socket."You understand that I am not Queyn Loi, yes?" He glanced at the mess on the gurney. "Like Dansha's, this body I inhabit died a long time ago, but my spirit lives on. You see Bunco, we are from a pocket dimension far below any you mortals have ever been to. A dimension where we lack bodies, where we see nothing, hear nothing, smell nothing. We feel nothing. No pleasure. No pain. No agony or ecstasy."

Queyn began to walk around Bunco. "With these bodies, we can experience what we never have before. But the bodies decay so fast and we eventually look like poor Dansha's body. So we need new bodies, and I must say Bunco, yours is quite fetching." He reached out a clawed hand and traced it slowly along the side of Bunco's cheek. "Very fetching, indeed."

"Your reactor," Bunco said.

"What about it?"

"You know what a reactor wavelength is, right?"

Queyn eyed him. "The signal the reactor emits that allows its power to be conducted across the ship?"

"Right," Bunco said. He suddenly smiled.

Queyn shook his head. "What is your point?"

"Restless' reactor is linked to my heartbeat," Bunco said. "Any fluctuation and..." He leaned forward and glared at Queyn Loi. "Boom!"

The other Azarians blinked at Bunco.

Queyn Loi canted his head. "You... boobytrapped my ship?"

Bunnco winked.

Queyn looked at his crew. He let out a sharp laugh that hurt Bunco's ears. "I'm impressed. I figured you to be a gutless, stupid coward. I'm happy to be wrong." He waved at his communications officer who stood behind him on a perch. "Begin scanning for radio frequencies."

"Aye, sir."

"Radio?" Bunco said. "How will we be able to find her?"

"We won't have to worry about that," Queyn said. "She will let us know where she is."