	"Incoming transmission sir.  Coded most urgent, SOC code one-zero-eight-niner."

	The communications tech was firm with his voice and yielded no sign of distress at all.  However, Lieutenant Harris had long since learned to read deeper into an individuals voice, and he could tell that the tech was scared.

	The situation room was dimly lit by several overhead red lights but the multitude of screens and their information in bright green symbols gave the room an unnatural glow, a colour that shouldn't exist in nature.

	Harris quickly routed the message to the command staff.  The SOC code that was used was restricted only to SOC pilots and if it was something that could scare an SOC pilot that much then it had to be sent directly to the Admiral in the process of the sending the message, he happened to read it and his blood went cold.

	*It's bigger than the Sathanas, and has over five times the firepower!  Oh dear God, it's over.  We don't stand a chance.*

TO BE CONTINUED...