"No ... no, the scanner's functioning perfectly. This is simply a pocket dimension ... completely null," Eight said after a moment wherein the lot of them stood and stared except, perhaps, the baby. It might have been holding onto its own feet or something that babies do.

Five twisted a few more dials and inputted a few more commands. The view didn't change at all, except to get a bit darker round the edges. "It's filled with ... primitive sentience," he added.

"What's that it's connected to? Two asked, leaning in and pointing to a readout on a smaller screen on the console.

They all gathered round it until one of them looked at Jack again.

"Earth."