The dreadful story of the Phantom of the Cygnus: ...
... A century ago or more, there lived a very wicked Cmdr by the name of Sir Judas of Cubeo. Having left his home in his youth to escape some lawful judgement, he dwelled in a faraway system, on a small moon, in the crater of a dead volcano, claiming that miserable system as his own. The people that lived therein were simple but honest folk, who suffered greatly from the tyranny of this scoundrel. His scandalous deeds are too shocking to be enumerated here, where innocent eyes may wander, suffice to say that one day the desperate people finnaly united and rose against him with torches and pitchforks. Fearing their righteous retribution, Judas fled to the system of Nang Ta-khian, in the vicinity of Wyrd. But a band of courageous pursuers, driven on by justice, cornered the villain onboard the great ship The Cygnus and by their heroism and sacrifice finally rid the galaxy of this evil. Still, to this day, the restless ghost of Judas haunts the halls of the Cygnus craving for living blood, and even gathers enough substance at times - especially on Wednesdays, strangely - to fly about in his ancient warship and attack those who wander too close.