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into a daydream, thinking of his time back home between the wars. He remembered the moments he had gotten alone with Eli Parker and then to the seemingly never ending parading around the globe. His staged fights to the cameras didn't seem so bad anymore.
    What I'd give to have it all back .
    He looked around at the faces of those around them. He didn't have to say a word. Their expressions said all he needed to know. It was the same despair and depression he felt inside. He tried his best to hide it, but it was hard to be convincing.
    "How much longer, Eddie?"
    "Oh, about two hours."
    "Fuck me," he whispered to himself.
    Several overheard and nodded in agreement.
    Taylor once again fell into a dream, and the time passed quickly now as he visualised Parker’s face. Before he knew it, he was being ripped from his pleasant abyss by Rains’ voice.
    “There she is!”
    Taylor looked around in surprise, wondering if those were the first words spoken in the last couple of hours that had gone by, or if he had just tuned everything else out. He stretched to the edge of the small seat and strained his neck to get a better view past the pilot.
    “Sure is a big mother,” he added.
    “What do you make of this?” Taylor asked Jafar, leaning back to let him see.
    He took a quick look and then responded, “Nothing more than last time you asked.”
    Taylor shook his head. “You’re a big fucking help.”
    Jafar seemed to right his back and take offence at the comment before settling down.
    “Still not got a full grasp on sarcasm, hey?” Taylor asked.
    He looked back to Rains, noting as they approached the structure just how vast and imposing it really was.
    “The Warrior, she still with us?”
    “Yes, Siree.”
    “Good, any signs of life?”
    “Negative. It looks…well, abandoned.”
    “What do you mean? Surely the Krys wouldn’t leave a gateway like this to rust out and fade away?”
    He turned and looked at Jafar to answer him, but the alien only shrugged.
    “What do you want me to do?”
    “Take us in for a closer look. I want to know for certain what the status of this thing is before we put boots on the ground.”
    As the words came off his tongue, he realised what a bitter thought that was. Stepping foot on real solid ground seemed like a pipe dream now. It had been less than a day since he had left Earth, but it felt like it could be years before he ever did again.
    If ever, he thought.
    “Right then, here we go,” Rains finally added.
    He put power to the reverse thrusters and brought them in quickly but calmly until they were less than fifty metres from the structure.
    “What the hell is that?” Rains asked.
    On the screens beside him he could see what looked like some kind of lettering across the surface of the ring of the structure.
    “That mean anything to you, Jafar?”
    Taylor could see the confusion in Jafar’s face, and that worried him. It was clear he had never seen them before.
    “Those are not Krys symbols. Nor anything I have seen before.”
    Taylor wasn't sure whether to feel grateful it wasn't Krys, or fearful that another unknown threat now existed.
    "Look at this thing," said Rains.
    He pointed to damage over multiple parts of the structure.
    "Has that been hit deliberately?"
    "I'd say more likely it's been hit by space debris, and a lot over a long time period. I think we're looking at some kind of ancient artefact, Mitch."
    "What is keeping it where it is?" Morris asked.
    The thought hadn't even occurred to Taylor.
    "I couldn't say, but it's definitely anchored to this point somehow. What do you want to do?"
    "Take us in, Eddie. More than anything right now we need information."
    "Well, okay."
    He brought them in cautiously towards what looked like some kind of opening ten times the size of their gunship.
    "Looks about the best place to put down."
    They began their approach, but Taylor was feeling uneasy.
    "I don't like this. Old tech of an unknown race, it looks dead, but it’s somehow