Perchance to dream

[knlwtchr 0]

Captain Christopher Moose stepped forward and placed a hand on his helmsmans shoulder.

 

"Back us off a bit, Andrea. Lets see what they're going to do."

 

The newest Ensign of the USS Arcadia D keyed the console before her and eased the engines into slow reverse. She looked up at the viewscreen again and considered the large looking size of the ship before them...

 

An elder hand reached out before her and touched the screen again...

 

Lt. Andrea Knlwtchr looked almost through the transparent walls of the cave. It had been several minutes since their discovery of the phenominon. It had intrigued her immensly and at the same time frozen her throat with fear. She looked over at the Commanding Officer.

 

"Captain, its...its an illusion." Moose looked over to see...

 

An elderly hand reach out into the transparency and lightly graze the illusion...

 

Two Captains in a struggle to retain their places in their own time lines. Andrea Knlwtchr's face appears from the darkness:

 

"Dont fight the transition, Moose. There will be loss. Allow yourself to grieve."

 

Her features soften slightly and then twist and contort with the environment of the torture all around it. The colors change from green to purple to red. She reaches up...

 

...and an elders hand touches her forehead softly.

 

A jolt of emotion. Memories in a tangled web enveloping all thought, all reason, all meditation. Images appear contorted and flash one after another: A Borg Drone, Lanok, The Arcadia D, Captain Moose, Sickbay on the E, over and over...

 

And Una Knlwtchr places her fingers gingerly on Mooses face...

 

 

Andrea Knlwtchr jolted up in bed. A glance around the room brought in the realization that the images were just part of a horrible dream. The blankets that were once around her when she went to sleep were now crumpled on the floor of her quarters. Her heart was pounding. Her face dripping with sweat. The beacon that had awakened her was now the only sound she heard. She stumbled out of bed and keyed the console.

 

"Knollwatcher here, go ahead."

 

"Doctor, your assistance is needed on the bridge."

 

Pushing off the bed, Andrea caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and then looked down at her hands. She examined them in the light and sighed.

 

"Im on my way."

Edited June 1, 2005 by knlwtchr