[All passengers may now return from their sleepy state!

Oh, you didn't know?

Your character fell into a deep, deep sleep (or whatever equivalent of sleep your character's species/model is susceptible to)!

Rowe is now piloting a VERY erratic course through some VERY strange waters. In fact, all characters will find themselves sleeping longer than usual. They're liable to fall into this restful, protective sleep for days, or weeks, when Rowe takes the ship to regions of this mysterious ocean deeply incompatible with your character's body. If your character needs to sleep for a while, that's alright! No permanent changes will come to them--other than the anxiety of waking up covered in dust if they're the nervous/neurotic sort...

Have fun!]

[Carter is covered in a thick layer of dust, as is the furniture around him. He coughs and a cloud of dust goes flying. ]

How--how long have I been asleep for? I had the weirdest dream... Is housekeeping gonna fix up my room? It's dust city in here.

[He swipes a hand over his hair and a blanket of dust tumbles off and powders around him. He coughs again.]

I've been quiet. I get the p-point. Jesus christo.

Evenin', passengers.

[Here's a voice you don't recognize. And a face too! He smiles into the camera.]

My Captain sends her regards and apologizes for the delay. But we're back on course and headin' full steam on to the Golden Shore.