From a parsec away, the wormhole had barely been visible on
the long range scanners. Dropping out of warp, it revealed itself as a giant
eye with an ever-changing iris. Captain Asimov noted the other fleet's ships
popping into existence around this phenomenon on the viewscreen; she knew that
whether from below, above, or opposite, the eye would look exactly the same. She
could never get used to that no matter how much four-dimensional training she
received. On her command console the 'Launch Probe' instruction flashed.
"Alright," she said, "let's see what's on the other side."
She launched the probe and transferred its camera to the viewscreen...
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