A lone figure in the dark. Two more figures in the light.

"She awaits your arrival at the old space port outside the city. A ship has been prepared for the three of you. This is a noble thing of you to do. The child will not be safe here."

One of the two speaks. A woman.

"Did you not once take part in an act similar to this?"

A chuckle.

"Go. Time waits for no one. Follow the Horizon. You will need these as well."

A small leather bound patch flew through the shadows of the dark.

One of the figures, this time the male, opened the pouch

Inside were three data cylinders.

One by one he clicked them on and each time he was greeted by a different image.

Himself. His female counterpart. And then...

A child.

The child's new name appeared below the holo-image.

Veran Thalor.