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you’re late for the first day of school!"
    Ken washed, dressed, brushed his teeth, and combed his hair; then he hurried outside the main DRAPAC building, running all the way to the hangar where the Millennium Falcon was docked on a landing pad.
    "Luke, Leia, are you there?" Ken called out, peering through the open hangar door. He blinked, as the hangar’s overhead illuminators glared in his eyes. "I just came by to say good-bye and wish you a-"

    Ken fell silent, suddenly realizing that no one was inside the hangar to hear him.
    "Anybody here?" he shouted again, but all he heard was the echo of his own voice. There was no sign of any humans or other biological life-forms in the hangar-not even any droids.
    Maybe they were already on board, making last-minute preparations.
    Ken walked inside the hangar to see if Luke or any of the others were inside the spaceship. He popped through the hatch and air lock, but was disappointed to discover that no one else was on board. Maybe they were back in the cargo bay of the Millennium Falcon, near the engineering station and service access. They were probably strapping down their gear to get ready for takeoff.
    Ken went back to check. When he entered the cargo bay, he discovered that all of the supplies for the journey to Duro had already been packed and strapped, and no one was-CHHH
    . . . CHHH . . . CHHH.
    Ken thought he heard the sound of boots walking near the quadrex power core. He swung around to look, accidentally knocking into a loose transport crate and sending it toppling against the cargo door’s emergency control mechanism.
    CRASH!
    Suddenly the bulkhead door to the cargo bay swung shut.
    FWOOOOOP! CLIIIICK!
    It was locked!
    Ken gulped. In the dull light of the cargo bay he surveyed the damage to the device that controlled the door. It was broken. And not only was the door mechanism damaged, but a cable attached to the wall was also sliced.
    Ken pounded on the door. He tried to pry it open, but he had no luck. His heart sank.
    "Help!" he shouted. "Can anybody hear me? I’m locked in the cargo bay!"
    The bulkhead door was very thick. Ken suspected that even if Luke, Han, Leia, Chewbacca, and he droids were now aboard, they wouldn’t be able to hear him. Even Artoo-Detoo’s sound sensors probably wouldn’t be able to detect him back here.
    Ken tried pushing on the door one more time, then gave up, collapsing to the floor in despair.
    "Help, let me out of here, I’m supposed to start school!" he shouted.
    Ken sat there, desperately trying to think of some way to escape. Then the soft white light turned red, and the entire hold rumbled with the sudden sound of the ship’s power converter and ion flux stabilizer.
    The rumbling increased, and Ken was slammed against the floor of the cargo hold, pressed down by an incredibly strong pressure. Unless he was mistaken, he was now on his way to the planet Duro!
    With full obedience to the will of Kadann and High Prophet Jedgar, Grand Moff Hissa was also en route to Duro. But Hissa had no clue as to the purpose of his voyage. Now that Kadann had seized control of the Empire, the grand moffs no longer had access to the highest levels of top-secret information.
    Hissa’s strike cruiser encountered no space traffic along the way, no sign of any Imperial starfighters, no TIE fighters, or even any probe droids. However, as the gray and dying world of Duro came into view, Hissa spied a spacecraft that had a shape he recognized instantly-the Millennium Falcon!
    "Opportunity strikes, Jedgar!" Hissa exclaimed. "That’s Han Solo’s spaceship up ahead. If fortune is with us, then Solo will have some important passengers aboard. And I’m not speaking of that oaf-brained Wookiee he calls his copilot. The reward on Chewbacca’s head is only ten thousand credits. But if Luke Skywalker and Princess Leia are flying with him-"

    "Call your best sharpshooters to the forward ion cannons!" High Prophet Jedgar commanded.
    "Right away," Grand Moff