One time, the Force decided to yank my awareness away from the bits of hyperspace I was already investigating. It showed me to a gigantic space-squid-looking critter, and showed said critter to me.
Critter tried to eat me.
When that did not actually happen, we had a conversation, this purgill-scale squidguy and myself.
I have committed to trying to gather enough information to help "Eztrigan" get back to realspace. In turn, "Eztrigan" has committed to making use of the Light Side of the Force for survival, since that's oriented toward long-lasting solutions, rather than the wasteful bursts of Dark Side which have gotten him nowhere he wants to be.
This is probably going to take a while.