<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div dir="ltr"><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><div dir="ltr"><span style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Mission: Lights, Camera….Action?</span><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Day: 1</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Stardate: 2446.01.01/2025.06.30</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">(Toronto, Canada, Apartment - SO Ens.( SG ) Stan More / Brad Wilson - 07:00 )</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">NRPC :- Ok here goes hope this is ok.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Stan blinked as images came into view.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">“ I suppose you got drunk again?” Said a female voice.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Who was that? Stan didn’t get drunk? He did not drink alcohol. Maybe he had ended up in sickbay? More hoped he had not shamed the science department. By doing something embarrassing.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">“ Well if Luke finds out. That’s your second chance gone. I can’t stick around to make you breakfast. Get Racha to do it , that’s what we pay her for. Got to be at news studio by 8. Try and be on time today you know the producer. Is just looking for an excuse to fire you. Laters darling.” A moist sensation came across his cheek. As the sound of the female faded.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Who was that? Who was Luke? Who was Racha? More blinked. Slowly he started to sit up. He scratched his chin in thought. Another voice called out.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">“ Senior Wilson do you wish your usual for breakfast?” A accented female voice asked</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">“ Who?” Stan said dryly </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">“ Pardon? “ The voice asked</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">“ Who is Wilson?” Stan asked</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">“ Pardon?” The voice asked again.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Stan did not know what was going on here. Was he asleep? Perhaps he had never left sickbay? Maybe he was in a coma?</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">“ I make you your usual. Eggs Benedict and coffee Yes.” The women called Racha said.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Stan just nodded. Then slowly he stood. Everything felt wrong. The bed was to large plus since when did he have this shaggy carpet. He called out to Lillian. Nothing. He called his dog again. Nothing. More felt concerned and started to look for her. His hand hit a oblong device with a flashing light.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">“ — Hello grandson. It’s yer grandfather here. Just reminding you about the barbecue on Sunday. Your gran says hi and thanks for autographing Ralph’s picture. I recon that kid has seen all yer movies. He’s over the moon to hear your going to be in Star Trek Exeter. Yes I know it’s supposed to be a secret. But hay you know I am just one proud grandad. Keeping secrets is just not my thing. Anyway what do you actors say? Break a finger? See ya.—“ </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">Stan sat back on the bed. He put his head in his hands.</p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;">( Reply , None )</p><p dir="ltr" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(29, 34, 40); font-family: georgia; white-space: pre-wrap; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><font size="3"><br></font></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="color: rgb(29, 34, 40); font-family: georgia; white-space: pre-wrap; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><font size="3">(Posted by Norman )</font></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(29, 34, 40); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><font size="3"><br></font></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><font size="3">“ Science is more why is it doing that? Then what if ? “</font></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: arial; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; line-height: 1.38; margin-top: 0pt; margin-bottom: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">🌷🌹🌺🌳🌴🌿🍀🍾</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; margin: 0in; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif;"><br></p><br><div dir="ltr">Sent from my iPhone</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></body></html>