[USS Vanguard] rp

  • From: Brandon Ciecko <b_ciecko@xxxxxxxxx>
  • To: USS Vangaurd <ncv80221@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
  • Date: Thu, 7 Feb 2002 20:41:56 -0800 (PST)

Alvon Stratford
Temporal Specialist
USS Vangaurd

At first there was emptyness. No light, no sound. The
void around him driffted to infinity. It was so huge
and so vast, that it overcam his mind. Filling it
byond his meager compasity to comprehend.

Then there was a voice, soft, distant, yet clear.
It spoke to him of many things. Some of the past, some
of the future, but little of the present.

More sound came, and light too. It was everywhere,
filled the empty void. slowly it brightend, and the
noise meshed into a steady humming. The voise soon was
hard to hear now. Caught up in the steday croshendo of
sound and light.

Louder. Louder. Brighter. Brighter. More, and more. It
was too much, too much. Run, he must run! Where?
Anywhere! Faster! Faster! Faster! Faster! No escape!
No escaping infinity! Bighter! Louder! Brighter!


He sat bolt upright, sweat poured down his forehead.
His breath was fast and shallow. His pulse raced. His
head swarmed with confution. Where was he? What was he
doing here? How had he gotten here?

Details of his life on the Vangaurd slowly came to him
as he went about his mornning routene half mindedly.
The dream still haunted him, but it slowly begand to
fade in intencity. By the time the walked into
enginering, it was as if it had never happened.

"Morning Ensign. Glad to see you about."

Alvon maneged a small smile and a quick "Thank you,
sir" before the got to work. Somehow, he had a funny
notion that today would not be a normal day, but he
couldn't quite make out why... enough time idleing,
there was work to be done.

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