INTERIOR: MORS ODRION'S CELL.

It is very dark - only a small beam of light illuminates the form of Mors Odrion, Alliance dignitary. He looks haggard and weak as he stares at the floor. "Rekara" he mutters."I'm so sorry."

The sound of his cell door being unlocked brings Odrion out of his reverie - his head snaps up and his eyes squint at the brighter light. "What now?" he asks his captor.

"Time for you to prove your value to the Empire" says a deep, rumbling voice. There is a clicking sound and Odrion's eyes widen on fear.

Fade to black...