"Ugh! Nothing!" I throw another tablet to the side. 

"Sabine, calm down. It's only been an hour." Hera says.

"We've been through every known source we have on this ship and nothing!" I yell,

What if we can't find anything about the Hell he's in? Is he even alive still? I knew I should've done more. I was there with him. I saw his ship take a lot of hits. He sacrificed his own ship for me. He got behind my ship so that his ship took the damage. I grip my hands. He saved my life.

"I found something!" Zeb yells.

I climb up the shaft in haste.

"What? What is it?" I ask hastily.

I run over. 

"It's not much. Just some old transmission." He pulls up the message. 

A wounded alien comes out.

"They've destroyed our ships. We cannot leave this place. We are a dying race. Our food is almost run out and they are breathing down their necks. Whoever's receiving this message. We are longed dead. CT89 did this to us. Whoever's out there. Please... destroy this evil. The coordinates are installed in this tablet." It fades out.

I grip my hands.

"That was hard to stomach." I say.