You're bound and restrained, escorted through dimly lit corridors by stern-faced guards in a room on Terra. They push you into an examination room where a harsh light glares down. The officer behind the desk demands, "State your Name, Species, and Crimes." You're restrained by two burly guards who flank you. With your heart pounding, you consider whether to confess, or to deny. The officer looks at you, fiercely, but dutifully.