For two “nights”, they stood by the row of cells containing the five remaining passengers of the Leviathan prison ship. The whole time, they gave off a low hum. For anyone from earth, they would recognize it as “Row, Row, Row Your Boat” played by a new piano student lacking any skill at the piano. On top of that, low groans echoed through the ship. The DRD’s, tiny robots that served as the ships eyes and did repairs, raced around the ship like little children who just saw a horror movie. Everything else on the ship was deathly quiet. Even the drones bringing the meals were uncommonly silent.
On the third “morning”, the ship started shaking violently. Through the corridor are sounds of weapon fire, creatures screaming like nails on a chalkboard, and DRD’s scampering for a place to hide. All of the nightmare nurses near the cells quickly squeal in the direction of the weapon fire. One brave DRD moves near the cells and projects a message from the pilot. “Your equipment is in the cargo hold. We are being attacked by Tarvon after flying too close to his world. Ayom has loosened her control collar enough to give me control of the cell doors and your control collars. I can let you out and Ayom will take you to safety if you promise to free us of this control collar. The DRD will guide you to the cargo hold on the safest path we can find. Time is short. Omegas second in command is fast approaching.” On those final words, the image disappears and the DRD starts moving in the direction of the least amount of weapon fire.
Once you agree to help, your control collars come off, have access to your powers again, and the cell door opens. Until you get to the cargo hold, which will be very soon, you don't have any of your devices or equipment. Once everyone posts, in game terms agrees, the DRD will lead the way.