Somewhere in the bowels of the buuthandi, a prisoner has escaped. . .
He wanders the halls looking for a way to get free of the giant Dyson sphere, hoping also to find the true purpose behind its creation.
(thinking) Shut up. You're going to get us caught.Haban II (Doyt): I didn't say anything.
You there. Narrator-guy. Can the chatter.
Sorry! Shutting up. . .
Halt! Who goes there?