We were being held captive on a ship. It didn't look like a Starfleet ship. It was more like a crappy apartment building. We were free to roam the ship, hold jobs, make money, have families and friends, but we weren't allowed to leave and everyone was afraid to complain because all the rooms had secret microphones and our conversations were being monitored..

I lived in one of the ship's apartments with my mom and my little sister. My brother lived on the ship, but not with us. My little sister was really great at making giant pieces of furniture. She made my brother a murphy bed that could be folded to the size of a wallet and kept in his suitcase when he wasn't using it.
My little sister kept getting presents left outside our door. We didn't know who they were from but they were pretty darn cool.
Then one day I was walking down the hallway and I saw some royal looking guards dressed like Swiss Guards like at the Vatican holding stalfs and walking down the hallway towards my apartment. They stopped in front of my door and a hobbit sized Emperor Palpatine dropped off a gift on the welcome mat. One of the guards knocked on the door. Hobbit Emperor Palpatine looked at me then scurried away. The guards followed him.
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