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[[Trudy and Sharon's mental projections have traveled a great distance, out of Earth's solar system. They hover near a familiar looking organic shape.]]
Sharon: Is that... a Physaric ship?
Trudy: Yes. I THINK it's the one that attacked us. We're only a few light years from Earth.

[[Trudy steers Sharon toward the ship, heading toward it's outer "hull".]]
Trudy: It's not exactly what we're looking for, but let's have a look around. We might be able to pick up a few clues before moving on.

[[They pass through the "hull" and into the creature-ship's interior.]]
Sharon: They shouldn't be able to see us, right?
Trudy: See us? No. But since they're telepathic, I can't guarantee they won't detect us.

Sharon: [Worried] More important question: can they HURT us like this?
Trudy: [Annoyed] How should I know? You've officially done this as much as I have at this point!