When Skylar awoke, he was in a bright white room, on a scratchy woolen blanket. As he looked around, he noticed that there were multiple men standing around. He asked his A.I. the following: "How probable would it be that the self-destruct in my suit would kill everyone in this room?" he said this because he noticed he was in the Control Room. If he killed these men, the Frigates lasers would stop. And they were going to fire in five minutes. "One hundred percent. You would bring down the Citadel with you, and in turn render the terrorist defenseless and they would flee. Would you like to do that, manipular?" said Cassady. Skylar pondered his decision... "Tell my family I love them. And, thank you, Cassady, for your help. Although you are a computer, I love you. I will miss all of this on Erde-Tyrene... Initiate self-destruct!" said Skylar. "As you wish, Skylar." said Cassady. When his suit exploded, the whole Citadel went from the top down. Before he passed, he felt air. And smelt the acrid stench of burnt flesh. And also, heard each Frigate in turn enter Slipspace. He smiled, then everything went black. And it got oh so cold, so very cold...