Some time had passed, Traga didn't know exactly how long. He opened his eyes and saw several beautiful women standing in the room with him. They all radiated an unnatural light from within, even though they all seemed solid. Traga thought he was dreaming at first, then one of the women spoke. It was the one with bright silvery hair.
"We need your help." she said.
"Who are you?" said Traga.
"We are those who need your help."
"I need help too. What have you done to my ship? How did you get aboard?"
"We do not know how to answer your question." said another of the women, this one was of a different species than any of the others. Traga brushed some empty food wrappers off of his lap and stood up.
"Okay, if I help you, will you help me?" he said.
"We will try."
"Okay, how can I help you?"
"There is a world that is like a jewel, on that world is an evil that has spawned destruction across half of this sector, it's beginning to reach out to the rest of creation. You are one of many who can liberate the living. You must succeed."
"Don't I have any choice in this matter?"
"No."
"Are you saying that you're some kind of ghosts? I don't believe in ghosts."
Traga blinked and they were all gone. |