You land on <DST>. As you do, strange device materalizes on the bridge of your ship. As you examine it, a holographic projection springs fourth. It shows the image of a man, but his face is obscured. He begins, "As you have probably determined, this device is not of your time--it is from the future, the year 2352. In my time, we know that there is more to the galaxy than what you may believe. It is far larger and more mysterious than the tiny area you now know. There is a Great War coming--one that threatens Mankind's very existence. It is imperative that you deliver this device to the Terran High Command on Earth. It is our only hope." The message concludes, and the holograph flickers out.
