[ WP ] Tell me the middle of a sci-fi epic . No beginning or introduction to the setting or characters , nor any context to what 's going on , and no resolution of any kind .

The trip seemed endless, but of course the drugs in my system to avoid the effects of FTL travel might have made my dreams seem more intense and my waking hours a bit foggy. I remember telling the Flozzie loadmaster to disembark any Triskeran that looked too far cromulent to snag with the hold's udderlines, but that may have been a gravity induced dream during yet another stop on the local route to San Tiber. I knew I should have taken the express when another damn Hopgo took the flask next to mine, and started emitting that pathetic squelchy noise preparatory to mitosis on their species' grand scale. 
 
 But the in-flight vidscans were new, at least to me, and I got to see the first reports about the new human colony on Lepteros. Pity about the spores, there, but a more thorough examination of the planet would have cost too much to bear, and now we knew to avoid the place. Maybe the Hopgo would buy it from us. 
 
 Eventually I would get to the end of my trip. Another day in paradise, another load delivered to the Shunlight Masters, tomorrow another load to carry. And then I would see if the pahtheric had worked on my darling while I was gone. I got my shotgun out of my carry-on bag before I went in the front door of my house, just in case.
