Sunday, August 16, 2015

The Beamer: Segment 01


A bit of an experiment, such as it is. I'll be banging these out intermittently along the way and maybe someday, this will be compiled into a single post. Who knows?

Ship's Log, U.S.S. Beamer, Stardate...

Stardate...

Damn, I don't even remember the stardate.

I'm starting to forget how long it's been since I've been stuck in this runabout. Feels like it's been weeks since the attack on the starbase. Hard to recall the battle now. So much going on, so much death and destruction. Beyond that, I don't remember what happened. I don't know who attacked us. I don't know who survived. I don't even remember how I survived.

All I know is that the only things keeping me afloat are life support, a minimally-functional replicator system, and the overworked impulse engines. Everything has long since expired bit by bit... I'll be damned if I even know whether I'm still in Federation territory or not.

I wonder if anyone is looking for me. A derelict runabout isn't easily missed... is it?

I look out the viewport and see nothing but endless stars. I should be seeing some sort of planet near by, shouldn't I? It can't be all empty space here, can it?

Wait... scratch that. I thought I caught a small planet in the corner of my eye. I'm setting course...

Definitely looks like a planet. Wonder if there's anybody there.

Only one way to find out.

END SEGMENT ONE

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