Jenna moved into the corridor and the airlock door closed behind her. Her datapad sounded a warning for the approaching ships and she set it to stop alerting. There was nothing she could do about it for the moment other than focus on the task in hand.
She continued forward, turned at the end of the corridor, and approached what should be the control room door if the Tagrale matched the others she’d been aboard. It didn't open.
She pulled out her second datapad and set it to run the same program she had for the airlock. Once again a long stream of unintelligible symbols flowed down its screen, possibly some form of code or handshake. And once again they caused the locked door to slide open.
The control room looked no different than those for every other active Tagrale she’d visited,
