4:35:13 Imperial Standard Time
Imperial Border Fleet 327, Carrier Maarzim
All throughout the room, there was nothing but darkness, pitch black, enveloping everything. Unlike light, sound was not completely absent from the unlit room, though it was little more than the sound of steady breathing from the room's sole occupant. Suddenly, an insistent beeping rang out in the darkness, and a small red light blinked on, like a single lonely star in an empty, barren universe.
A muffled groan emerged from the room's occupant, followed by whispering sounds, like cloth moving over cloth, and the creaking of wood shifting as if weight had been removed from it. A calm, steady male voice, with the bare hint of a strange accent, spoke from the darkness.
"Lights, Wake-up mode."
On the room's walls, a quartet of light emplacements flickered faintly to life, glowing dimly at first, and very slowly increasing in brightness until distinct, though featureless, shapes could be made out