If Astrid had been half expecting to find herself still onboard the Titanic, the clinical feel to the Sanctuary's corridors, revealed that she really wasn't. Thankfully enough she hadn't wandered more than a few feet from the door when the man who had greeted her turned the corner.

"I... I don't understand. Where is this Taxon place, how did I..." Astrid stopped herself when she realised she hadn't properly answered his questions.

"Astrid, sir. Astrid Peth. What about Earth though? Sol 3? Did he manage to stop the ship crashing?"