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Ortega's gaze snapped to the viewscreen. "Raise shields, go to condition yellow. We don't know what we're walking into."

"Try to hail...whatever is down there," Ortega ordered, her voice firm and steady. R0712.7z

The captain's comms officer, Ensign Amy K'Rhyn, looked up from her console. "Captain, I'm picking up a faint energy signature from the coordinates. It's not natural." Ortega's gaze snapped to the viewscreen