"Yes, Captain. Commander Chris Fowner." Calvin hit the comm button on his chair. "Chris, you down there?" he said into the speaker. A voice came through. "Y-y-yes sir," he stuttered. "We got a little bit of a problem down here. A temporal rift is forming inside the warp core." "What do you mean?" asked Calvin. "I mean what I said. We've got a temporal rift inside the warp core," Fowner replied. "How?" asked Calvin. "I don't know sir. It just can't happen." Silence fell over the bridge. "Greetings," one said, holding out his hand. "We are the Surolovs."