The Captain stepped out of the bath, and toweled off. With his body and mind rejuvenated, he could now focus on Lieutenant Vincent's latest quandary. What was that all about? Ah yes. A black hole. Only minutes earlier, the Captain had simply told Vincent to relax and allow the Helvetica to be pulled into the darkness by the mysterious attractive force. The lieutenant's naivete had certainly gotten the best of him this time, thought the Captain. In attempting to give the ship every ounce of power it had to overcome the intense gravitational attraction of an apparent black hole, Vincent hadn't considered that the anomaly may not have been a black hole at all.
The Captain walked out of his cabin, and up the stairs to the bridge. "It's good to see you, Captain. We seem to have made it through the black hole's portal unscathed. I thought for sure the Helvetica would be ripped to shreds what with the intense gravitational pull we just experienced," explained Lieutenant Vincent. "What I can't explain, though, is the magnometer readings dropping down to normal levels. Those readings should be off the gauges by now!"
The Captain looked directly at the lieutenant and responded, "That, Lieutenant, is because we are not in a black hole. We seem to have discovered an uncharted time portal."
Lieutenant Vincent looked relieved. With this being his first time voyage aboard the H.M.S. Helvetica, he was certain that it would have also been his last if the time portal had truly been a black hole. Glad to have escaped that cataclysmic catastrophe, he remembered the Captain's earlier advice. Returning to the Captain's cabin, Vincent retrieved a bar of soap from the Captain's footlocker, and began to fill the bath.