The days that follow

Posted on 29 Dec 2015 @ 10:38am by Lieutenant JG Lenaris Marika

400 words; about a 2 minute read

Computer start recording. Stardate 67592.7

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Yeah…. this is an odd time to be a Starfleet officer.
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You know when you sign up you will be seeing some fantastic and spectacular stuff. Weird is a word that is often misused to exemplify a broad variety of situations people don’t know how to relate to properly. But this one really strikes me as odd.
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From what I understand, we found ourselves in a parallel universe. One where the federation is a very … I’ll say evil for lack of a better word. Many of the crew met their alternate selves. Something I’ll admit I’m glad didn’t happen. I’m aware of the pain I can sometimes be for others. Evil me would ….well… probably be dead actually. That or… yeah… best not dwell there.
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But this… this is a rough one. I can see it in my crewmates eyes. It’ll take some really good counseling to get over what they’ve been through. I say they, for as luck would have it, I spent most of my time in a cell. Some of the guards seemed to think me being chatty was a sign of trouble apparently. So in a sense I was lucky. Spent all my time in the brig, waiting, until several hours after our escape someone found me. I’m not even sure how we got out of there.
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But I see it in their eyes. This thing got them rattled pretty good. I guess seeing the worst of yourself exemplified and glorified is not something you can just get over.
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Which brings me to this next part… how? The math involved here would have Commander Data and the Vulcan Science Directorate in a panic. What are the odds that we get shifted to that place, which apparently has been visited before, and fall on us? It was our ship and out people from what I understood. As if we had evolved in a parallel life, where everything brought us to the same point, but for reasons so different, with people who in the end really aren’t us… even though they look like us… I don’t think there’s a number for odds such as this. Especially on a repeated pattern. I’m not sure I know what to make of it.
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I just hope I can help the people around me. . .

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