"Trials and growing tensions are pretty normal for this ship." Bitter, but this isn't the time for it. Nihlus is helping her out, here. "Skeleton thing. Killed a captain. More recently, injured some crew. They keep it locked up."

Alice tips her head to the side a little.

"You've been in here before. Have you ever heard that, um. That. Chime?"

Faint, soft as a bell. She'd call it her imagination if it weren't for the rest.

"Maybe that's it. Or maybe it's something else. But the point is, it's not just current crew that are in here. Decisions like temperature affect them — it — too."

A beat.

"Can you," Pause. "Can you tell me if any of them came back?"