Sir Ezekiel is resting himself at the local park bench, staring upon the crimson skyline with an enjoyable compendium in hand. Suddenly a tachyon space vortex opens behind him, sucking everything in. Ezekiel hangs on to dear life as he grabs the bench, which seems to be bolted down. But he looses his grip, and then compresses into a quantum singularity.
Ezekiel wondered, now stuck in temporal space, what to do next. Confused about the spatial anomaly that just occurred, he continues to float in the void. To his surprise, out of nowhere, a large Sol Class capital ship appears and scoops up Ezekiel in their hydrogen fuel converters. Ezekiel panics, wondering how he’ll survive the bipolar fuel connectors, but to his luck, a solid matter disrupter has caught him before he can reach his demise. Rearranged right before the crew, he is thankful; but no thanks are forth coming as a Bjora’an cruiser is attacking the ship! The crew scrambles, ready for action; Ezekiel panics, ready to die. The captain, thinking fast, pushes Ezekiel into the matter transport. He smiles, and sends Ezekiel to safety. Traveling through the superbradyon subspace, Ezekiel questions where he might end up next. Instantly appearing in a lush jungle, he stands confused. From the foliage, beautiful Amazon Space Women come forth to greet him, and Ezekiel gladly greets them back.
Happy, Ezekiel closed his book, until another day.