Revenant

"Well, we are truly screwed," Captain Blake Campbell said, squinting against the harsh bridge lights as he eyed the ships standing sentry outside the station dock. They hung in space like sharks stalking a particularly fat and tasty grouper. The ships sat unmoving, their black and grey hulls barely noticeable against the obsidian curtain of space. A grim smile spread across Blake's face as he slowly extended his middle finger, pushing it against the small portal window. Funny how...
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"Well, we are truly screwed," Captain Blake Campbell said, squinting against the harsh bridge lights as he eyed the ships standing sentry outside the station dock. They hung in space like sharks stalking a particularly fat and tasty grouper. The ships sat unmoving, their black and grey hulls barely noticeable against the obsidian curtain of space. A grim smile spread across Blake's face as he slowly extended his middle finger, pushing it against the small portal window. Funny how things work out, he thought. Just two months ago I was enjoying the sun by the mountain lake back on earth...then that damn ship showed up. He chuckled to himself. Hell, had you told me the universe was lousy with aliens, I would have laughed at you. Blake walked over and checked the threat board, slowly counting the ships. "Twenty-three, twenty-four, twenty-five," he whispered, winching as he said the last number. Taking a deep breath, Blake steeled his nerve. "Looks like it's going to be a Butch-and-Sundance day," he said, walking over to the captain's chair.