Shakedown #104"
By: Patia Zoei, Chief Counselor, [PC]

Stardate: 58203.01 1350

Counselor’s office

Patia’s head snapped up. The movement had been so swift, her neck actually ached. Placing her hand over the back of her neck, she gently rubbed as she assessed her emotions. She was having visions. She saw the Captain, Ensign Riaan, and Commander Wright. They were in a shuttle. Death clung to them. Her stomach knotted as she watched the Captain. His pain was palpable. It was so strong; his pain was becoming her pain. This was one of those times were it definitely was not in her interest to be an empath.

Patia pushed away from her desk. She rose quickly, hand pressed to her stomach. She could smell the distinctive scent of death. It was almost as if it clung to her as well as those in her vision. There was no doubt about this in her mind, she was needed on the bridge, now!

Her anxiety level rising, Patia called,”Computer, open door.” In the time it took for the door to slide open, she had sprinted from her desk to the doorway. She grabbed the edge of the doorframe, looking up and down the corridor. It would do no one any good for her to arrive on the bridge resembling a madwoman. She took several slow deep breaths. Patia heard them rushing in her ears. Her heartbeat slowed to a more normal rate. One more deep breath and she would be ready to go, she thought. She would arrive on the bridge calm and collected, ever the professional. She straightened her shoulders and drew in the final deep breath through her nose. The pungent smell of death was back. Pushing away from the doorframe, Patia dashed down the corridor toward the bridge.