Obi-Wan's booted feet pounded on the metal grates of the deck as he ran down the catwalk in hot pursuit of his master, Qui-Gon Jinn. They had been about to board an ore transport on the next part of their journey back to Coruscant, after successfully completing their mission on Malastar. The station's alarm klaxon had sounded, warning of a collapsed tunnel. As was his way, Qui-Gon had insisted on abandoning the task at hand in order to aid the stricken miners.
Obi-Wan was a little behind his mentor and trying to catch up. They were approaching the shaft entrance, from where they could hear groans and cries for help. Obi-Wan grimaced as he felt the dark tremors of fear in the Force. Qui-Gon called out, his voice pained.
'Be calm, Help is coming.'
He glanced behind to urge his lagging apprentice onwards, not noticing the great breach that had suddenly appeared in the floor just ahead of him. Obi-Wan spotted it, however and, fearing another cave in or worse called out in desperation.
'Master! Look out!'
But Qui-Gon had already taken the fatal step and plunged into the chasm before he could even formulate a reply. 'Master?' Obi-Wan cried in despair. He skidded to a halt at the edge of the wide maw and stared into the void, trying in vain to catch a glimpse of his friend. The cavity seemed endless black, as though a hole had been ripped in the living fabric of the Force itself.
Hesitating for only the briefest of moments, he drew his lightsaber and leapt into the void.