The Edifice loomed before the small interstellar craft, it's vast expanse incredibly intimidating. Fully measured it was five kilometres by ten kilometres by fifty kilometres, the largest prison station in the charted systems.
Like all prisons, the Edifice was meant to be inaccessible and, due to it's very special nature, no one was meant to know where it really was. Only the powerful System Computer which managed the penal settlements knew where it was. And now so did Jake.
"How the hell do I know that?" Jake wondered. "In fact what the hell am I doing here...?" The Edifice had been the subject of the book he had been reading. He looked down at his clothes. He was in this strange fururistic costume. A futuristic costume that looked to be have designed in the sixties. Kinda like retro futuristic. "Cool..." Not only that but he was buff. He was Biff Gamma, the hero!
Jake knew that the edifice was originally established to support a wide range of special criminals. These criminals were all creative geniuses but also very dangerous. It was for this vast wealth of knowledge that Jake had come. His friend had other motives.
"My friends? Oh yeah Biff's friends..." He searched through his memory. He knew everything that Biff knew.
Typing in the code that Biff had hacked from the System Computer, Jake aimed his small craft towards the space juggernaut. No he had hacked it from System Computer. He was Biff Gamma. But he was Jake. It was all so confusing. Who cared, he was flying a space ship. "Man this kicks ass!"
The prison filled his view as he docked his craft to the automated access point. There was a hollow clunk followed by a deep echo as the clamps gripped and the airlock sealed to the joint. Jake wiped a sheen of sweat from his forehead and told himself that he was doing the right thing. This was going to make him rich.
He made his way towards the cryogenic sleep capsules where his three crew mates hibernated. Typing in the codes he started them out of their long sleep cycles. He wiped frost from the glass in front of each of their faces and considered his partners on this risky venture.
Queke was a masterful hacker and had helped him crack the encrypted codes that restricted access to the System Computers secret files. He was a tall lanky man with angular features and a mat of messy red hair on his head.
The next capsule contained Max, the money man. He'd financed the entire operation, greased palms, oiled the bureaucratic machinery and paid people to look the other way. He owned the ship, paid for their equipment and would likely sell what they found to his affluent and powerful friends. Slightly short
he'd paid surgeons to make him look tike a matinee idol.
Finally there was Bella. She was a young rich girl. Through her politician father she had gotten the trio of men access to restricted systems and documents. Once they had planned everything down to the last detail Bella had insisted they let her come along. Physically she was an absolute stunner possessing a beautiful face and amply curvaceous body.
Jake briefly considered leaving them in stasis.
