The Last Voyage of the Sakura. Part 3

Posted on 04 May 2018 @ 4:31pm by Ensign Miraj Derani
Edited on 04 May 2018 @ 4:45pm

540 words; about a 3 minute read

Day Ten
(MD 114)

We're back on route, chugging along nicely at warp five point five. There was a glitch on the tractor tow last night, so we’ve had to join the ships up via the docking ports. It’s annoying but far from the most awkward crate I’ve ever had to fly. Everything works, for a start.

Sakura isn't saying much about it. As ships go she's pretty simple. Quite the contrast to Galileo. He was so perky and inquisitive and eager. We weren't together long, but I miss him. He was so much fun to fly, and he had a real crew, not just three losers who have to put up with each other. Sakura, bless her, is an oubliette. She’s an unloved ship with an unloved crew. It's where you send people nobody wants.

Another dozen days to go. Even on a busy space lane as this, space is so vast we're completely alone.

And something isn't right. I can't put my finger on it. Just a feeling. Borgon is hip deep in old tech. Keeps muttering about "floppies" and parallel ports and what the hell is a zip drive anyway. He's tied up in wires, and completely oblivious. O'Keefe seems incredibly jumpy. I saw him go into his quarters last night with a bottle of whiskey. It must be real. If it was synthehol he could just replicate it inside.

Day Eleven
I'm bored, sailing back on course, no-one else in sight. I had to listen Captain O'Keefe ranting all morning, at Borgon, for no reasons I can see. It’s not his fault. The radiation coming off its generator is playing hell with our subspace radio. We can't get to the main database on Memory Alpha, and this close to it we should be able. We sent a message through to Starfleet about our ghost ship, but if we can't get to Memory Alpha, then would it even have got through?

Day Twelve
Borgon thinks he has a break through. He found some "disks". Like primeval isolinear rods, with some sort of operating system. He's managed to get everything he needs to build a computer that can talk to the Norfolk Island and translate for our computer. He's trying to get it together now. But he keeps getting interrupted by O'Keefe wanting him to fix the antiques' radiation shielding.

Day Thirteen
I wouldn't mind a whiskey to get me to sleep myself. Didn't sleep a wink last night. Every time I dropped off, something woke me up. The first time was a bad dream about Luke. And the next time it was O'Keefe swearing at something. After that it was something shifting in the tow and I had to get up to fix it. It wasn't anything major. Just too much power going into the warp field and I had to wake Borgon up to adjust for mass. Went back to bed. Went to sleep.

Final time I woke up was another dream, and I wasn’t sure if I woke up properly or not.

But I thought I heard a child out in the corridor. Crying.

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