Vader and Tarkin have made their way to the corridor where Kurt had first materialized on the Death Star. Only Vader could see it, but there it was, a golden sliver of a crack in the space-time fabric. Vader raises his hand and uses the Force to command the wormhole open. Instantaneously, the wormhole opens, the bright white light shining from within. It closes as Vader lowers his hand.
"These wormholes must be explored immediately." Vader said.
"How exactly do you propose we do such a thing?" Tarkin remarked, "There are only two known individuals capable of travelling through."
Vader was growing tiresome of Tarkin. "Outfit scout drones with Force duplication emitters. The synthetic energy signature should be enough to open the wormholes. Send word out to the entire fleet. Every ship is to thoroughly scan every sector, system, and planet for wormholes."
"Of course Vader," Tarkin responded. "I shall inform the Emper…"
"Absolutely not," Vader interrupts him. "The Emperor has enough to deal with as it is. All reports on the matter shall be sent directly to my personal console on this station."
Tarkin looks at Vader, knowing full well that he is playing a dangerous game. "As you wish, Vader."