The Edge of Freedom #73"
By: Samantha Carter, Security Officer, [RNPC]
Stardate: 58204.14 2200
Sam laid with her head upon the pilot console, vast a sleep. She had been awake for so many hours, piloting the ship through the badlands, tending to Charles. Her arm was infected and she had a fever.
My arm,. It is falling off, I have no shoulders to hold them on. My elbows are growing. How can I still be alive this way. I can’t hear myself breath. I can’t swallow. Listen…. Nothing. Nothing Where is everything? Everyone. Death isn’t suppose to feel unnatural like this. But I ‘m not dead. I’m not dead. Where am I. Don’t leave me in space! It’s so cold here…..
At the same time a alarm went off, causing Sam to wake abruptly. She blinked with her eyes, taking a moment to realise were she was. The alarm which has so abruptly woken her was an indication about a debris field in the area. Small pieces hit the Euphrates outer hull.
“Computer, Sam said, specify the debris”
“Debris consists of duranium, titanium alloys, used for the building of freighters and small cargo vessels.
Hm Sam said to herself. There must have been a fight here otherwise there would never have been any remains.
Computer: “Use long range scan to determine if there are any ships in the vicinity”
“Acknowledged”. There are 6 ships in the area”.
“Can you identify them, Sam asked.
“Ships are the USS Atlanta, USS Zion and some freighters” the computer replied.
Finally, Sam said, it’s about time.
“Computer try to open a hailing frequency to the Zion”, Sam ordered as she walked to the back of the shuttle, where Charles still laid unconscious.
“Charles, just a few more minutes than we are home, you hear me”? Sam said.
She walked back to the pilot’s chair, desperately waiting for the Zion to respond. “Computer keep repeating the hailing frequency”.
Sam leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes, waiting for a response.