Imperial Galactic Date 136511/11.22
An explosion of light leaped outwards into the pitch dark surroundings, as the man in military uniform lit another cigarette. With a flick of his wrist, the lighter closed again with a click, and the darkness engulfed him once more, sparing the immediate area of his fiery little companion.
Inhaling deeply, he leaned back against the oppressive obelisk which he had been stood, sat, led, or leant against for the past 15 hours. In this world of complete darkness, he had only the cold stability of this obelisk, and the dry taste of his cigarettes to draw sanity from.
It was a prison planet, the name of which was too long and numerated to bother with. It was known throughout the galaxy only as Tenebris, a name which struck fear into the hearts of all those who stood against Imperial law. It was an endless, flat expanse, with a floor of hard stone and an unreachable ceiling of steel. The monotony of this was interrupted only occasi