Now that my shuttle has passed through the wormhole, I find myself in a galaxy far, far away. Now that I am closer to it, the enormous object that I took for a moon has proved to be an enormous space station, the likes of which I have never seen before. I can only hope that those who operate it are friendly, because now, they know I am here …
As I near the space station, I lose control of my shuttle as it is seized by a tractor beam and drawn inexorably into the gaping maw of one of the station’s many docking bays.
Once it has landed, the shuttle is immediately boarded by security personnel from the space station. Outnumbered and unarmed, I have no choice but to go with them, despite my grave reservations about the tall fellow in black who talks like the guy who used to do those CNN voice-overs.
As I am being led across the floor under the watchful eye of hundreds of heavily armed stormtroopers, a commotion begins and quickly escalates into a pitched battle between the stormtroopers and an unseen group of rebels. In the chaos, Captain Sweet Tater — evidently a stowaway aboard my escape vessel — emerges from the shuttle and attempts to seize me with his many tendrils, only to fall as laser fire knocks out huge chunks of his savory orange flesh! The tall man in black is likewise felled, as is his minion, who releases his hold on my collar.
The bay fills with the smell of roasting potatoes. I take the opportunity to escape, finding my way through a small uncovered vent that turns out to be a chute leading straight to the space station’s trash compactor. There, I make a startling find:
The unexpected discovery of my brother Tucker and my sister Trixie fills me with renewed determination. I will get them off this space station and back home, somehow; because I am Dennis the Vizsla, and I never give up.
And at least this time, I know Captain Sweet Tater is dead, because I saw it with my own eyes. Never again will he trouble my adventures with his mischief …. never again.