Spacedude: *Shhkke* This is Rover One, we are approaching the Arbalest remains. We have a confirmed terror factor of 9, fog density increasing exponentially. Over
Command: Any signs of hostile brain-eating alien life yet? Over.
Spacedude: Negative. Though judging from our readings we expect to be attacked and slowly hunted down by super aliens in the destroyed remains of the ship within the hour, requesting condolences be sent to our families ahead of time. Over.
Command: Copy that, request granted, gift baskets with delightful "Opps" cards are being launched as we speak. They should arrive within a week or so. Good luck. Over.