The [i]Millennium Falcon[/i] drew ever closer to the space station [i]Death Star,[/i] now closing the gap between itself and the large rectangular opening the crew was being drawn toward. Their movement became noticeably slower, more precise, as they entered what could only be described as a dock for space ships. Out the window the four could make out two kinds of people. The first looked more dangerous, covered completely head to toe in some kind of semi-reflective white armor, holding black metal rifles. The second, far less numerous, appeared to be normal people wearing officers uniforms of a dark green and naval caps. Their chest had various colored pins over the heart-side of their breast, presumably to denote some kind of importance like rank. The green-clad officers gave orders to the white-armored grunts, and a squad of the soldiers gathered together, rifles at the ready.

The ship would only be moving for another ten second or so before it came to a complete stop. After that...

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