A9 Personal Log, SD 50304.27

[Atragon9 0]

::sitting in Sickbay, he presses a button on the arm casing of his exo::

 

Suit Recorder On, Personal Log, Atragon-9, Commanding Officer, USS Manticore, NCC-5852, password *********

 

{whirr, click}

 

Melville... he plagues me from beyond the grave still!  At first, we have been quarantined in the Sickbay because the virus/agent came back from the surface with us and we didn't want to infect the rest of the ship.  Now, the alien thing is out there and NOT in here, so it's become a safe haven From the virus.  Still I feel so helpless here.  And who directed the development of this agent? This thing that has run unchecked on the planet's surface for 10 years? this entity that we tried to destroy a decade ago with the Aries? This Evil that has now attacked my ship !!! ??

 

MELVILLE

 

Having little to do in directing the efforts out on the decks, I dug deeper into Melville's private files that had survived the attack - hmm, they were among Megan's office materials, too - why was that?  Did he put them there?  Did she collect them from him?  Is that where they were always stored??  No, no, stay on track here, sheesh.  

 

So, I was reading his papers and realized that he had been dying slowly for over 10 years.  He knew of it back then, on Proxima Centuri, and it was part of what was driving his research.  What I never knew is that he seems to have perfected the process, the procedure.  He spoke as if he was about to test it on himself!  Frak!!  Did he really do it?  Did he install the cortical stack in his own skull?  Did he develop the needlecast technology for updates?  Did he find himself a new Sleeve!!?  That last part is easy, unfortunately, he could find any number of bodies, fresh bodies, and keep them on ice for the "just in case."  But if that is true, then is he really plaguing me from beyond the grave or just beyond the body?  Is he, in many senses of the word, still alive, but just not in the same... skin???

 

Alright, alright, first we have to defeat his creation - or what his creation has become, here on the ship.  All of my wondering and guessing about Melville won't matter if the ship becomes the Fleet's Flying Dutchman.  Yet I'm stuck in here, what can I do from Sickbay besides annoy the Medical staff???  

 

::heavy sigh::

 

I'm going stir crazy, that's for sure!  ::flings an empty tray across the room with his TK::  gaaaaach

 

Suit Recorder off, EOM, EOT

 

{whirr, click}