“Continue…” Beckoned Arx Vis. “Your record here indicates nothing about the whereabouts of the craft once you entered this ‘other space.’”
“We never saw it again, sir. It was all we could do to keep the Thunderhawk on course so that we did not hit what looked to be apparent walls. Our sensors could not make sense of them. They did not even register as being there, but our eyes could see it and we did not want to test our luck.
“Then, as suddenly as it had begun, we were in real space again, alone. We could tell that we were not anywhere near our last known position. Our attempts at hailing any regional forces all failed. It took us some time, but the closest significant Imperial bastion we could find was the planet Mjolnir, so we set in our course and arrived within the week.