"I am. You are the survivors?"
Jake and his companions bared their guns.
"Call your entire crew," said Jake, pressing the muzzle into the captain's side. "I want to see eight men in this room."
"Ah," said the captain sadly. "So this is what our mercy stop has let us in for."
They marched the eight crew members to the ship's air lock.
"Get in," said Jake.
"Surely it is not necessary for you to kill us," said the captain. "Why don't you set us adrift in a survival unit? Give us a fighting chance."
"Space death is such a terrible way to go," said the first mate.
"Get in," said Jake. "I haven't said anything about what I was going to do with you."