Blood, great!
I let the bitter thought leave my mind as I tried to figure out what I was going to do on a stolen craft this far from any civilization. The communications array was damaged beyond repair and there was nothing on the ship that could act as a back up. There were no escape pods to speak of and the rations weren't looking that good, either. All in all, this was a horribly, hopeless situation.
Fumbling in the dark, my fingers happened upon my lightsaber. It wouldn't do me any good, the blade of this one didn't give off any light, it was just like a mirror. There was hope in finding it in the dark, though. I had not known it was there, yet, maybe my connection with it had made it possible.
Maybe, just maybe...
There was only one person in the entire galaxy that I could think that I would ever have such a strong emotional connection with. I fell in the Force, using it to calm my pacing heart and my jumping nerves, and then looked deep within myself to contact my Master...
Well, Kam, it seems that I need your help once again.