The *Rio Grande's* flight to Bajor was uneventful, but on entering orbit, they found they couldn't get transporter lock to the monastery. They contacted the abbot and he reported their transporters weren't working.
"We'll just have to fly in and land," Sikso said. "Major-"
"Captain," Guinan interrupted, "I think we should land on the north side."
"Why?" Sisko asked.
"Just a feeling."
Worf looked at Guinan, then turned to Sisko. "I think we should follow her recommendation."
"Very well," Sisko said. "Major, north side."
"Aye." Kyra programmed the flight controls.
Guinan smiled. "I'll learn ya," she said softly.
After brief greetings with the abbot, Sisko, Worf, Kyra, Dax, Bashir, and Guinan followed Traejen into the central chamber of the monastery. The orb was one meter wide and floating one meter above a stone platform, the orange tesseract image twisting inside it. Ornate stone pillars and stained glass windows counter pointed the consoles operated by monks, monitoring instruments surrounding the orb.
"The altar was carved from stone under the orb," Traejen explained. "Everything else was built around it."
"Dax?" Sisko said.
Dax cautiously approached the orb with her tricorder. "We're getting those signals," Dax reported. She frowned. "Tyr's life signs aren't as steady as they were in the first contact - I think he's been injured. And from the dopler shift, it's as if he's approaching at Mach 5-" She broke off. "Wait a minute-Benjamin-"
Guinan said, "Captain, we're not alone…"