<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: Verdana;">Mission: Andromeda's Chain</span><div dir="ltr" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><div dir="ltr"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"></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"><div dir="ltr"><font face="Verdana">Day: 1<br>Stardate: 2446.01.03</font></div><div dir="ltr"><font face="Verdana"><br></font></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><p class="ydp9c830689MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 17.1200008392334px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana; caret-color: rgb(29, 34, 40); color: rgb(29, 34, 40); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">(USS Exeter –Broken Bow – Rear section- COO LTjg Paul Sleeford </span><span dir="ltr" style="font-family: Verdana; caret-color: rgb(29, 34, 40); color: rgb(29, 34, 40); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span dir="ltr"><span dir="ltr"><span dir="ltr"><span dir="ltr"><span dir="ltr"><span dir="ltr">04:20)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p class="ydp9c830689MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 17.1200008392334px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></p><p class="ydp9c830689MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 17.1200008392334px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">“Okay get the diagnostic started. I am going to set a course for the Exeter.”</span></p><p class="ydp9c830689MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><font face="Arial, sans-serif" size="3">Paul nodded,” Understood”</font></p><p class="ydp9c830689MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><font face="Arial, sans-serif" size="3">Moving to the OPs terminal Paul began the slow task of searching the comms system code line by line. Humming quietly to himself, seeing Ire turn in his chair Paul tensed a little.</font></p><p class="ydp9c830689MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 17.1200008392334px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">“I hope that we find what’s got into T’Kel. Something is very wrong with him.”</span></p><p class="ydp9c830689MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><font face="Arial, sans-serif" size="3">Paul considered what he knew, the other pair had left the cockpit and headed aft, there was weapons fire and one came back, with a tale of an attack. Not witnessing it first hand made it harder for Paul to sort out the truth.</font></p><p class="ydp9c830689MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><font face="Arial, sans-serif" size="3">“Who knows, with some Vulcans it could be the onset of the Pon Farr, in any case how long is sleeping beauty going to be out?”</font></p><p class="ydp9c830689MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 17.1200008392334px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">“He should be unconscious until we can get back the Exeter.” </span></p><p class="ydp9c830689MsoNormal" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><font face="Arial, sans-serif" size="3">Looking aft Paul nodded, the last thing he wanted to deal with was a deranged Vulcan in a confined space.</font></p>Finishing the first run through the code Paul was no nearer an no answer, as far as he could tell the comms system should be working. Staring at the screen for a couple of seconds he pulled the last maintenance file and overlaid it with the current code. </div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">“Got you, you insidious little bugger. Our last comms from the Exeter carried a small, simple line of code, nothing major just enough to stop us sending out.”</div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">(Reply Williams)</div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">Paul paused for a long while.</div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">“That’s the thing, why, why go to all the trouble, they could have just disabled the system here, there was no reason to send out a virus.” </div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">(Reply Williams)</div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">(Reply Williams)</div><div dir="ltr">(Posted by Alistair)</div><div dir="ltr"><br class="Apple-interchange-newline"><div dir="ltr">Sent from my iPhone</div></div></div></div></div></div></div></body></html>