Judge Fang knew next to nothing about ships. He had toured an aircraft 
carrier in his youth, when it docked for a few days at Manhattan. He suspected 
that this ship was even larger. It was almost entirely dark except for 
pinpricks of red light here and there, suggesting its size and general shape, 
and a few horizontal lines of yellow light shining out the windows of its 
superstructure, many stories above their heads.