[ 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 spaceship's thrusters brightened up as it picked up speed, traveling away from the enormous field of rubble floating in space. 
 
 Inside the cockpit, a man sighed. A moment of silence ensued, shared by the four other people in the room. They were all looking out the window at the massive structure far away. 
 
 The man turned around, facing the crew. The fear in their eyes seemed to rub off on him. Then he spoke. „We can all go back home and face our fate. If you want to, then that ‘ s that we ‘ ll to. Nobody will blame you. “ He sat down in a steel chair inside the dark cockpit, the rest of them following suit. They were all wearing light blue uniforms, with the white haired captain having a darker shade. 
 
 „It ‘ s your choice. It ‘ s our choice. But I ask you to think of those people who have no choice. Those back home who have no say over their fate. Are you willing to make that choice for them? Are you willing to forgo your duty, to not allow them the opportunity to escape their certain doom? “ 
 
 An absolute silence ensued. The captain looked around the room at the people: a blonde woman officer, a dark haired shorter man, a tall scruffy looking man, and a brown haired woman staring at the floor. She looked up, through a small side window, that looked directly at the floating rubble that almost obscured the view of Earth. The rubble was of all sizes and shapes – but distinctly spaceship parts: cockpits, thrusters, crew compartments – some of them huge, others smaller like the ship she was on. They all had burn marks on them as if having survived an explosion. 
 
 Suddenly, she looked at the captain. „The mission will go on. I will go talk to my crew. “ The others looked at her, and back to the captain. The captain asked: „Are we all in agreement? “ No vocal answers, but three nodding people. „I ‘ ll lay out the situation to the guys, “ said the tall man. „We ‘ ll prep the device. “ „Good, “ the captain said. „Dismissed. “ The sliding door made a small decompression sound as they all four left. 
 
 The captain turned around to look out the large, 20 meter wide window. In the far distance was the moon, glowing brightly – but his gaze was not on it. Instead, right beside it, facing the earth, was a mammoth disk-shaped spaceship, it ‘ s side facing the earth like a wheel. The width of the ship dwarfed the near-lying moon. In the middle of the ship was a hole, inside it, a ball of floating yellow energy, shining bright like the sun. 
 
 The captain sighed, and pulled himself up on his feet, with his hands on his waist. Then he turned around and walked briskly out the door, into the elevator, pressing the button labeled „engineering bay “. 
 
 As he stepped out of the elevator he was met by a large room with a big glass cylinder in the middle of it, stretching from the floor 100 meters into the air. Inside was a beam of light, that intermittently pulsated small bolts of light straight along the beam. Around the room were at least a dozen people, performing various tasks. 
 
 He was met by the tall man from before – on his nametag stood Lt. Eriksson. „Lieutenant, can I see the device? “ „Come right with me sir. “ They walked along the circular room and inside a door directly on the other side of it. There, a two by two meter box lay on the ground, seemingly of solid steel but with a computer panel on one side. „Here is the wormhole generator, sir. “ 
 
 „Can you activate it instantly upon request? “ 
 
 „Yes sir, or on a time delay. “ 
 
 „Good. I think we ‘ re ready then. “ The captain seemed relieved. 
 
 „Shall I prepare the shields? “ 
 
 „That won ‘ t be necessary. Anyway, we need all the power for the thrusters. “ 
 
 The captain walked briskly out of the room. Seemingly talking to himself, he said: „Tricia, set course for the destination. “ 
 
 His earpiece responded: „The dark side of the moon? “ 
 
 „Yes. Hurry on, we have no time to lose. “ 
 
 „Yes captain “ 
 
 Mumbling to himself, the captain said: „This better work. “ 
 
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