ILLUMINARRPG: (7-1004) Temas Laredo and the Entity

[Al Muir]

Mission: Exogenesis

Day: 7

Stardate: 2446.06.07


(USS Iluminar - Deck 5 - Holodeck 1- Isolation Ward - Counselor/Bondmate  -  Temas Laredo - 1004)


Temas had spent a great deal of time over the past few days with those who had been taken ill by this illness.  The most unusual one, though, was Ariel Trei.  She was not exactly ill. However, she had been unconscious since her return from the planet.  But unconscious was not exactly the correct term.  She was not conscious, but her mind was quite active.


Temas found a seat and placed it on the outside of woman’s quarantine area.  With a deep breath he centered himself and closed his eyes.  His mind stretched out and touched on the fringe of what he had been sensing for the last three days.  What ever it was had surrounded Trei’s mind and encapsulated it.  The young officer did not seem to be fighting it.  In fact, she seemed to have initiated the contact and purposely stayed in it.


He did not want to disturb the connection between Trei and what he was in contact with.  He had no idea how that might affect her.  But he did want to insert himself into the situation.  So he slowly looked for a way in.  What he found was incredible.  It was an entity that was in contact with Trei.  An entity outside of time and space.  Almost antithetical to Luma, who crossed time and space.  It showed signs of intelligence, and yet not intelligent at the same time.  Not that it was stupid, but more like… lacking of knowledge. Almost an innocence about it.


Suddenly he could “hear” a voice.  :: Luma please help me.  I am in contact with an entity from the planet.  Please help me talk to it and figure it out.::


It was Ariel Trei.  He latched onto the thread of her reach out and drew along it until he made contact with her.


:: Ariel, you have been connected with this entity for three days. Are you all right?::


(reply Trei)


He wanted to help her and he knew that by trying to understand this entity he could. Slowly, carefully, he probed at it. He see in his experience through Luma.


::Hello.::


The entity startled slightly and Temas could feel a change in it happening.


::The songs. Where are the songs?  Why can I not hear the songs?::


The desperation he could feel in the entity’s request was almost palpable. Luma often spoke of the Star Songs and sang them. They were beautiful and filled the universe when she sang in her own language. The language was incomprehensible but the the meaning would fill his mind with wonder.


But this had none of that wonder. Only loss. Temas began to recall one of her songs and channeled it through his mind towards Ariel and this entity.


The desperation subsided but never disappeared. There was always that sense of loss. It knew the song was only a memory, but even the memory was somewhat soothing.


::How do you know this song?::


::I have had it sung to me.::


Anger began to boil.  ::By who. There are none that know these songs. They have gone forever. You only share a memory. Not the actual song. I need the song .::


The vehemence of the entity was frightening. Temas worried about what it could do, more specifically what it could do to Ariel Trei, who seemed caught in its… mental pathways.


Quickly he dove his mind through the entity’s and his mind took hold of Trei’s. ::We must go Ariel. We must go now.::


He wrapped his mind around hers and pulled her from the grip of the entity. The psychic backlash was immense. Pain seared through his mind. He began to see images he could not understand and feelings of rage, and intense sorrow. Resignation and… the desire for entropy.


Once he had Ariel free of the entity he began to extricate himself. A war rage within his mind. In his body his heart rate skyrocketed and his body began to seize. Finally, he felt a gentle pull from… Luma.


::Come my Temas. Come home to me.::


Finally he was free. His eyes opened and he looked around him, surprised to find himself still on the Illuminar. He looked at Trei who appeared to be breathing more easily, as if she would wake up any moment.


Something trickled down his upper lip. He lifted his hand and touched it. When he pulled it away his fingers were coated in blood.


“We’ll that’s not good,” he said as his body collapsed to the floor.


(reply Trei, Luma, anyone in quarantine)

(posted by Al Muir)





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