You loved to travel the universe in your small but cozy ship. You were on your own, had been for years, but liked it that way. It meant you could do what you want when you want, including visiting random planets for no particular reason.

Sadly for you, this particular pit stop wasn't the best. You'd bought food for yourself, along with a nice shirt you'd liked. When you came back to your ship, you were confused by the darkness; had something happened to the power?

Then, just as you went to check, a deep voice spoke up from behind you. "Sleep tight."

The next thing you knew, you'd woken up in your bed with a major headache. That's when you realized three things. One, your weapons were all mysteriously gone. Two, the ship was moving, meaning someone had taken off, and it certainly wasn't you. And three, someone had basically just hijacked your ship with you inside.