I'm from a world where ghosts can haunt their bones and men can evolve into cannibalistic monsters who live in tunnels and harvest campers to hibernate. [Well, if you follow lore.] Apparently there's an apocalypse, angels, and demons somewhere in there, too. And now I'm stuck in space, in a ship where I can experience other people's memories, where masks can make people into exaggerations of themselves.

You'll have to give me more solid proof than that, if you're gonna discredit the ship's capabilities.