The last thing you remember was your ship being heavily damaged and life support failing. Warnings, alerts, sirens... Oxygen levels were critical. By all accounts, you should be dead. And yet, here you are.

You wake up in a vast room hundreds of meters on a side. The ceiling has interconnected gantries made of something that looks more like plastic or ceramic than metal. But that's nothing compared to the strange craft all aligned in designated births. The designs are fluid, almost organic. They do not look like anything you have ever seen before. Nothing in the Human Empire looks like them.

As you head lulls to the side, there is an even more startling sight. Animals... But not animals. They are bipedal. Humanoid, but not human. They are something new. Your brain struggles to process everything you are seeing. The way their uniforms conform to their features gives you the distinct feeling that they are female.