Hidden in a cargo bay was a small creature. It seemed to resemble a draconic. It had patches of bright chrome metal set into its body down its back, flanking either side of the short dull dorsal spines. The scales had a strange dull yellow-ish tint, almost like the first yellows of a sunrise. The underbelly had a brighter covering of cyan blue. Two swept back horns pointed back from the top of its head, curling ever so very slightly down at the tips. Its eyes appeared to be missing irises and pupils altogether, instead just a mesh of random gray grid-patterns. Its flexible prehensile tail had a sort of chevron/wedge at the tip. As to the tail itself, it was quite long, as long as the rest of its body. Currently, the draconic was curled up, looking ahead. It couldn’t see a thing other than the blinking and pulses of electrical currents. However, it was able to see itself in perfect detail, as if the “eyes” knew what organic matter accompanied its own neural signature. Waking up in a strange place with no memories was quite jarring for the draconic, so it remained still and silent. Watching the electrical transmissions of the ship, it could guess what it was doing, which was holding steady at an altitude unknown to the draconic.