EXETERRPG: ( 3 , 01:26 )- MS- Tac/Sec Ens.(sg) Stan More

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Sun Mar 14 22:32:37 UTC 2021






Mission: Murder on the Exeter Express
Day:03
Stardate: 2554:12:03
 
( Loch Lomond - Coma induced dream - Tac/Sec Ens.(Sg) Stan More - 01:26 )

Stan looked around he was standing on the Loch bank. The sky was a deep blue More had never seen before. But the water in Loch Lomond was dark and forbidding. A man sat in a small boat on the shore line. He gave Stan a wave.

As More approached he saw that the man was dressed. In one of those old style Starfleet uniforms. The type worn during the dominion war. Stan recognised him at once. It was his late grandfather. Another fugue seemed to hover on the opposite side of the shore line. Strange music seemed to be coming from him.

“ Ya nay want that yin boy. Unless yer want.” He said to Stan.” He be the phantom piper. Come to escort to fallen warriors to the afterlife.”

“ I am nay warrior. People died because of me.” Stan said. 

“ Did they? Maxine would of killed them nay matter what yer did or said. You were blocked off you could nay reach them. The moment that insane harpie took yer all prisoner thy were doomed.” His Grandfather said

“ But I wear the yellow...” Stan began

“ Yellow Red. It’s not the colour ye wear. It’s what beats beneath the cloth. Ye have a good heart Stan. To protect the innocent that’s what they tell yer. But what the dinna teach is when things go against you. Your friends know you would of died for them a million times. But fate prevented you.” Butch McTaggard said

“ What do I do?” How do I face my friends?” Stan asked 

“ A complete change. A new start. Ditch the yellow for blue. Go to the department you wanted to go to in the first place. “ Butch said

“ What if I can’t?” He said


“Shock-induced Paroxysmal Atrial Flutter.” She replied. “Crash Trolley...NOW!” she snapped, her years of training coming back to her in an instant. “Paddles set to 250!”


 He looked around trying to see the source of the strange voice.Bright light began to envelop him.

“ Grandfather.......” Stan said

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