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area. But that means... We were being watched.
    Zoren stared at the ravaged interior of the space station. Food was scattered over the tables and floor. Chairs and tables were knocked over.
    He glanced back to the craft, where he noticed a lit screen, so stepped inside to take a closer look. On the screen was a list of messages written in a number of languages. He scanned down the list, where right at the bottom he recognised some writing. He read,
    ‘Exhibit 352 - The Agonian race.’
    Exhibit… No! It can’t be true.
    Zoren sat down and then pressed a symbol next to the writing.
    The screen changed to display more text, in his language. There were now three options: Introduction, History of the Agonian people, and The Xangols and immortality.
    Zoren pressed the first option. The screen changed and he read the text now being displayed.
    ‘You are now looking at the last of a race of people known as the Agonians. Originally from the planet Linud, they are now housed here within a replica of a Gullin space station. Formerly hunted by the Xangols, they are now protected under Galcolian law. From the last six survivors, there are now fifty three Agonians here in captivity. We hope that in another two hundred and thirty years they will be able to be re-settled on the planet of Drijl, away from danger and safe from extinction.’
    Zoren felt a deep sense of disappointment mixed with anger.
    So the space station is not what it seems. It’s just a simulator to make us believe we were in space above Linud. All these years, we’ve been exhibited in what, a zoo? I wonder if we’re on a planet or in space. No we must be in space surely, if not why would they have escape pods. The announcement has changed, Zoren thought, hearing a difference in the male voice.
    He pressed the Return to options button, as he waited for the new announcement to be repeated in his language.
    Zoren pressed The history of the Agonian people option, just as the man announced in his language,
    ‘ALL VISITORS EVACUATED. CREW TO ESCAPE POD. THREE MINUTES TO DEPARTURE.’
    The announcement then stopped.
    What am I doing sitting here? I’ve got to get out of here.
    Zoren got swiftly out of the craft and examined the red arrows, which were running along the corridor into the distance.
    They must be showing the way to the escape pods.
    He rushed along the corridor, but then there was a distant rumble behind him. The structure of the corridor around him flexed. It creaked and groaned. All of a sudden the red arrows went out.
    No, don’t do this. I need those! He looked closely at the floor, but he could not make out the signs any more. What a stupid system. They could have made them readable when they were unlit.
    Zoren was frustrated, and now feeling very hot and sweaty, but continued in the direction the red arrows had indicated.
    I don’t have much time.
    Zoren reached a ‘T’ junction. Directly in front of him was another exhibit with a white craft sitting alongside it.
    He glanced at the screen within the craft and read, ‘Exhibit 350 - The mystery ship from the second moon of Golm.’
    Inside a vast room was a massive matt-black spaceship at least three hundred metres long and wide, in the shape of a flint arrow head. Its flat elliptical rear had four large tapered holes in it, each at least thirty metres in diameter, where its engines were housed and towards the front of the ship were corresponding intakes. The hull did not appear to be solid; instead, it was more like a slowly moving liquid, similar to the surface of a calm pond, and was criss-crossed by faint blue lines, which had the appearance of veins. The ship was standing on three large landing legs and there was scaffold-like tubing partially covering the front of the ship.
    Zoren heard more bangs, which sounded so loud that he expected the corridor would break in two, but instead it began to bend and twist. He glanced back in the direction where he had just come from to see a ripple of