Morning came and an exodus of men and women traveled unimpeded on their way. The journey was eerie since the group found no humans like them.
They were of course no dumb and thus, prayed to avoid the worst of all possibilities.
There were myriad races in the universe and the 5,000 years of human history was painted by the blood of both their heroes and enemies.
"What do you think, guys?"
"Whose planet is this?" An intellectual man asked his friends. They had guessed that those fucking Alliance top dogs would not have sent them here on a vacation.
There had to be a catch in this situation since those twisted leaders always had their own benefits in mind first and foremost.
More than that, these prisoners were the perfect guinea pig for such a quest. They were supposed to be executed for the weight of their heinous crimes.
A win win for the masters but an ugly fate towards these prisoners.