The mind is a terrible thing to waste

[Trichon 0]

<<Begin Log>>

It had all happened so quickly. One second he had been working to save these people the next second they had turned on him. Trichon had been arrested and thrown in this small cramped cell. The ambassador that was acting as the Arcadias liason had accused him of murder. He had never been to this planet before in his life. Had he?

 

The Ambassador did provide some evidence. A picture showing Trichon with the ambassador and his father. The child in the picture was defintly Trichon and the other man in the picture was unmistakable. It was Gary Light. Was he losing his mind or had he been here before and just forgotten it, but everyone was young in that picture. The ambassador looked well into his 80's now.

 

"Well I'm glad to see I'm not intrupting anything." Trichon looked up to see the ambassador flanked by a guard and what looked like the Jadarns version of a doctor. "I just had to come see you behind bars where you belong Trichon."

 

"What in the world did I ever do to you that you have this vendetta against me?"

 

"I cant beileve you. You really dont remember me do you? Dont worry though were going to fix that though."

 

"I dont remember you because I've never been here thats why. I dont know why you keep insisting that I know you."

 

The ambassador motioned for the guard to lower the field on the brig, "Restrain him." the guard came closer to Trichon and held him. "You want to know why you dont remember Trichon." The other man in the room withdrew a needle from a case that he had been carrying and injected its contents into Trichons arm.

 

"Do your worse Kellhom. I was held prisoner by the Romulans. Torture from you will pale in comparsion."

 

"Torture? I had no intention of torturing you, I am actually setting you free. I've just given you the key to the truth."

 

The guard realeased his grip on Trichon and let him fall back on the bed. "What did you do to me?"

 

"Its like I said Trichon. I am going to make you remember. Your Father is really the one to blame for all this." the ambassador turned and started to leave. "I imagine the next hour or so is going to be.... interesting for you. When memory implants are removed the results can be quite traumatic. I've never seen what its done to someone with sixty years worth of false memories though."

 

As he watched the ambassador and his team leave Trichon started to feel dizzy. Whatever they had injected him with was obvisouly starting to take effect on him. The last thing he did was reach his mind out to Merri and screamed for help. Then the bottom of his world dropped out from under him.