Captain's Log 017

Posted on 31 Aug 2013 @ 10:26am by Rear Admiral Lirha Saalm

398 words; about a 2 minute read

Captain's Log, Stardate 67580.2

After setting course for the Setisar Nebula in search of USS Venture my greatest fear has come true. Less than an hour ago, we followed the source of a distress beacon and located the Galaxy Class...at least, what is left of it. Initial reports of the debris field show that most of the stardrive section was destroyed. We were able to rescue a group of survivors who managed to make it to the escape pods in time, but a large portion of the crew -- including the captain -- remain unaccounted for.

I dispatched several shuttle teams to survey the debris for any clues which may have lead to the origin of this disaster. One of our engineers, Warrant Officer Cameron, was able to recover the battle bridge's data recorder, and we were able to uplink it to our systems and view the logs of Venture's final moments.

It was the Borg. I saw them as clear as day through the viewscreen, and they were more terrifying than I ever could have imagined. What appeared to be a tactical cube ambushed the stardrive and made short work of them, cutting through their hull with efficient precision and lethality. But...these were not just regular Borg, or a regular cube. It apparently possessed some type of cloaking device which gave it optical and sensor invisibility. I have never known of the Borg to use such a device, despite the fact they no doubt posses such type of technology from their assimilations of Klingon, Romulan, and other races which use the device. I am at a loss for words when I think about what I witnessed on that screen, and I have no reasonable explanation to offer.

The footage and logs also showed several of the escape pods being abducted by the cube, after which it vanished into the depths of the nebula. This no doubt means there are still survivors, and whether they are assimilated or not, I have an obligation to attempt to rescue them and not leave them behind. I am in the process of conjuring a plan with my senior officers, but it will be risky, to say the least. The alternative, however -- to not do anything and simply leave our fellow Starfleet officers behind -- is far more terrifying.

Computer, end log.

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