We next discovered
a small grey moon. We sent a shuttle to
investigate the surface because we detected a distress call, though no life
signs. The crew found a small crashed
shuttle and investigated but found nobody.
Only the ship casting its distress call.
They returned to the ship and found that many them soon died due to
poisoning. We sealed the affected areas
of the ship while we attempted to develop a cure to the poison. The Medical officer being either brave or
foolish decided to test his antidote on himself and entered the quarantine. He
soon perished form the poison. After that
we vacated the air from that area of the ship and let the ship slowly buildup
fresh air there before continuing. Sadly,
the medical officer had passed but the danger was now over. We moved on.
The next
planet I encountered was Dar Vil. A
warlike planet people (who seemed to me to be described as Klingons). They invited us to visit, but when we beamed
down something happened. My body was
joined with that of one of their generals.
We returned to the ship and after exhausting the options that my
science, engineering and ships computer could come up with deferred to a plan
thought up by the Dar Vil engineers.
Using two teleporters we pulled our bodies matter apart from each other
separating again into two individuals.
After such a harrowing incident, we decided to leave orbit of this
planet and head onward.
We found a
large grey planet and hailed the surface.
We were replied to by an alien who indicated it was a mining planet that
mined an extremely valuable ore in this area of the galaxy. They seemed friendly enough and invited us to
come down. Particularly to visit the
annual ‘games’ that were being celebrated ta the moment. To me this sounded like an invitation to
gladiatorial combat (which wouldn’t surprise me given the cover of the
book). We passed on. From here we could explore another planet or
head towards what was described as floating wheel in space. This sounded promising. Any race intelligent enough to build a space
station could probably help me out so we headed for it. Sadly, when we arrived we found only that
they could repair the ship if it was needed and it was not so we moved on.
We’d been
wandering for months at this point and the crew was becoming despondent. There had been two suicides and many crew members reporting to sick bay with anxiety issues. My senior officers and I did our bets to
allay the crew’s issues but found the struggle difficult. Finally, we detected a black hole only a few
light years away and made straight for it.
In a last-ditch effort, we entered the black hole, but sadly never
returned. The adventure has ended in the
deaths of my crew and destruction of my ship.
Well,
shit… I guess I wouldn’t be able to fly
the Enterprise after all, or my preferred ship, the Defiant.
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