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Chapter Seven

 

 

 

 

 

         « I've run two complete tests on each of them, captain. » Lieutenant junior-grade Davies said, she had tied her hair tightly in a pony-tail behind her head. She looked very nervous. « Nothing...I can't find any physical sign that could explain their visions. »

         « Maybe because it wasn't a vision… » Stevenson suggested, the engineer had been healed from his injuries but he still had a device attached to his left shoulder to reinforce his formerly broken bone.

         « Had another idea, lieutenant? » Kline asked.

         Stevenson opened his mouth, but didn't have a chance to begin his sentence. A commlink was established and a male voice said: « This is Ensign Wong in engineering, we've just reactivated the ship's internal sensors. »

         «Good work ensign. » said Kline. « I believe that lieutenant Stevenson will be joining you soon. »

         « Aye, sir... Engineering out... »

         Kline turned back to Stevenson: « Your officers are quick, lieutenant. So, what were you saying? »

         Again, Stevenson opened his mouth but the voice of the computer interrupted him: « Warning, ship's internal sensors have just detected that one crewmember is missing. »

         « Missing? » Kline frowned. « How is this possible? »

         « That information is unavailable. »

         Kline sighed: « Who has disappeared? »

         « Lieutenant junior-grade Tessa Evlington »

         « What was her last known position? » asked Kline.

         « Dormitory eight…

         Kline pointed at Stevenson and Davies, and gestured for them to follow him.

 

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         The doors of dormitory eight opened and the three officers entered. Stevenson was holding a tricorder; Kline was holding a hand phaser.

         « Lieutenant? » Kline asked.

         Stevenson moved around the room, his tricorder brandished before him: « This is bizarre. »

         « What is? » Davies asked.

         Stevenson shook his head: « It looks like there's some sort of...of subspace distortion...Subspace is resonating. I've never seen anything like i... »

         There was a loud static-like sound that lasted half-a-second. And a man was standing there.

         Kline's eyes went wide: « Jack ? »

         Captain Kingston, commanding officer of the Crystal fell to his knees.

         « Jack! » Kline grabbed the captain in ragged clothes and laid him on one of the bunks. « What the hell happened? »

         Kingston didn't look very well, he said: « Al...Alan? Is that you? »

         « Yeah...Yeah it's me. » Kline nodded. « Tell me, Jack. What happened? »

         The captain blinked a few times, as if trying to refocus, and then he said: « Alan...I was on my ship...The ship...The Hydra it...flashed and we were in... a subspace fissure or something... Then everyone was disappearing. » He was becoming more focused and coherent. « Our engineer had a theory about why people were disappearing. But he disappeared before he could explain...It had something to do with subspace displacement...Then, we were all disappearing and appearing all the time, they were all going insane...I disappeared once...I was in a place...There was noise, deafening noise and lights, images everything...I needed to close my eyes. But I couldn't, I couldn't feel my body anymore...I...I... »

         « Stevenson, we need to get him to sickbay. Help me. » Kline said.

         Stevenson was a bit distracted, Kline repeated and the engineer snapped out of it: « Uh...Oh yeah, sorry captain. »

        

    Captain Kline's Log, supplemental.

   

    It is our twenty-fourth hour in the subspace pocket. Three crewmembers have disappeared; we still have no idea of their whereabouts. But a clue to what exactly is happening has just joined us: Captain Jack Kingston, the former captain of the Crystal and an old acquaintance of mine, has appeared. His description of the events that occurred on board his starship is disturbing, and I'm afraid that whatever happened over there...Is happening here. We must find a way out of here before we all go insane.

 

 

 

Chapter Eight

 

 

 

 

 

         « He's okay. » Tarses said, referring to captain Kingston. « But he suffered deep psychological stress and his cells have been strangely warped; as if he had been left in a transporter beam for hours, but without losing molecular cohesion. »

         « How can this be? » Eskina asked.

         « I think I have an answer. » said Stevenson, to whom all eyes turned.

         « Really? » Kline smiled. « You're only having illuminations these days, lieutenant. »

         « I've been thinking about this since we found captain Kingston. And I think I have a theory that could fit the facts pretty well. I've been working with commander Mantion on this theory for an hour and we've came to some encouraging results. »

         « So? » Sutter urged.

         Stevenson explained: « We've hypothesized that something in this subspace pocket is causing all of us to...to phase from our normal-space state, to a subspace state. »

Eskina frowned: « You mean...We're being integrated into subspace? »

« Yeah... » Stevenson nodded. « Somehow, our physical selves are being transferred

into subspace… Since we are a small piece of normal space inside an infinitely large subspace environment, the subspace influence is causing our metabolisms to integrate themselves. »

         « And...Why do the people who phase entirely to subspace go insane? » Asked Reeves.

         « Well, subspace is what everyone uses to send messages and communicate from across the quadrant. When we enter subspace, we can see everything that's going on inside it. All the noises, all the videos, all the communications; It's surely enough to drive someone to insanity within one or two hours of exposure. » Said Stevenson.

         « Can we get the crew of the Crystal back? » Kline asked. « And can we get out of here? »

         Stevenson took a deep breath and said: « I have no idea...It should be possible, but how? »

         « What if we go get them in subspace? »

         All eyes turned to Yasmin Reeves who had just suggested. She shrugged: « Well...Why don't we go into subspace and pick them up. »

         Stevenson thought a moment, then smiled: « It might sound naïve and dumb to all of you...But that's one helluva good plan. »

         « Explain. » Kline said simply.

         « If we integrate ourselves purposefully into subspace, we could pick up the crewmembers of the Crystal, and get out of the pocket! » Stevenson said.

         « And how do we do that? » Burnel asked.

         Stevenson opened his mouth, closed it. Frowned; then sighed: « You know...I really believed in that plan for a second. »

         Mantion suddenly said: « How about we expose ourselves to the subspace environment? »

         « How? » Burnel asked again.

         « We can create a subspace field inside the Valiant. The field will grow a million times faster than it normally would. And it would be accentuated by the pocket in which we presently are. » Mantion said. « The subspace field would grab the ship and send it into subspace. Then, when we enter subspace, we can activate a normal-space field around us by using our deflector shields. And that should keep us in subspace for at least an hour or so... »

         « And after that? » Kline asked.

         « We'd be exposed to subspace. Our ship, and the whole crew will be integrated into subspace, and if we're outside the limits of the subspace pocket. We'll be stuck in there...forever. » Mantion said.

         No one said anything for a while.

         Stevenson said: « Unless we activate our warp engines whilst in the subspace environment, thus rupturing the subspace field and sending us back to normal space through the fissure we'll provoke. »

         Then Reeves asked: « And how will we find the crewmembers. »

         Stevenson nodded: « Yeah, I thought about that. Subspace doesn't have any human signatures. The crewmembers will show up as defects in the subspace environment; then we'll simply use our pre-existing subspace transporter program to reassemble them on the pad. »

         Sutter rubbed the bridge of her nose: « This is crazy. We're hypothesizing about the hypothetical crewmembers that have hypothetically been transferred to subspace because of a hypothetical subspace pocket. Pretty hypothetical isn't it? »

         Kline nodded: « It's the only chance we've got... If we stay here without doing anything, we'll become like the crew of the Crystal, and if Stevenson is correct. Soon thereafter, we'll become the new inhabitants of subspace until the end of eternity. »

         « Warning, » The computer said.  « Five crewmembers now unaccounted for. »

         Kline sighed: « Let's get to it, people. Subspace doesn't sound like such a cozy place to stay... »

 

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