"A Mind is a Terrible thing to waste"

[Trichon 0]

Trichon had made his way back to his quarters after leaving the conference room. So much had happened so quickly that his head was still swimming. He walked through his quarters and made his way towards the shelf near his desk. He began looking over the various pictures and knick knacks that he kept there. His eyes came across a holo photo of his father and a woman who up until 2 days ago he thought was his mother. He reached up and picked up the photo and then brought it smashing down on the deck plating of his quarters.

 

"Who am I?" It was a question that had been plauging him for the last few hours. His mind was in chaos, memories which were so forigien and new tried to force there way back into his concious. It would take him weeks, possibly months to try and acclimate himself to these changes. The one thing he had pondered had been his father. If his father was capable of covering up his own sons memories what else was he capable of doing. One thing was for certain Trichon would be making an appointment to see Dr Knollwatcher. He had to certain that all the nano-machines were out of his bodies. Not only that but he had to talk to Merri.

 

He sat down at his desk and typed in a request to see Knollwatcher. He looked over the other padds on his desk his mind still wandering back and forth. Not able to concentrate on his work, he decided the best thing at this point would be to rest. All these mysteries would still be there for him tomorrow.