Just go; you don't want to argue with her.

While poachers sound dangerous, you doubt they're as fearson as the captain of this ship. You suit up and step into the transporter. Immediately after beaming down, you see the mineral deposit you're looking for. They expect you to mine this? You're a scientist, Jim, not a miner! Either way, that's not you're biggest worry. Taking a brief survey of the area around, you see at least half a dozen strange creatures gathered around you with exotic weapons. You can't place what race any of them are, but you recognize poachers when you see them. You turn on your universal translator and say, "I'm a scientist with the federation. I have immunity."

A sound comes from the group which could be a laugh. "You human, and have many good bone, then make stew of meat, good for babies. We know ore brings human, so we wait. Now here is you."

You reach for your transporter button in hopes of escape, but one of their strange alien weapons freezes you in place. It doesn't just hold you, though, it completely stops your whole body, from lungs to heart. Your brains stays active for a moment longer, letting you watch them lower their weapons and close in on you. Mercifully, you die before you see what comes next.

Human is a delicacy in some star systems.

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