Captain’s Log, stardate 49237.0;
After receiving a distress call, the Starsong has arrived at the Caitian world of Sweetwater which is known for its relaxing pools of healing water. With Sweetwater close to the Klingon border, I’m surprised that the Caitians haven’t send a ship of their own. Lieutenant Commanders Hrelle believes that one could ge on its way.
Captain Weynik deactivated his log recorder and rubbed his chin, thoughtfully. He was tempted to place a subspace call to Esek Hrelle for advice. However, the hulking Caitian Captain of the USS Surefoot would insist on coming himself.
Getting up from the chair in his Ready Room, the Roylan made his way onto the bridge. Walking toward some the command area, his first officer rose from the command chair.
“We’ve achieved orbit and we’re approaching M’Tahn Station,” Commander Hideo Namachi reported to him. The Japanese officer from the New Kyoto colony moved over to the first officer’s station and sat down.
“No returns on our hails,” reported Lieutenant Commander Sorek from the forward Ops console. The Vulcan’s attention was centered on husband instruments. “M’Tahn Station appears to be operating under radio silence.”
“You would think that they’d open a channel. Even a coded one once a starship appeared on their sensors.” This observation came from behind Weynik. The Starsong’s yellow-furred Security Chief, Lieutenant Commander Calli Hrelle stood at the tactical console, ready for anything.
“I agree.” Weynik’s eyestalks moved towards the viewscreen as he turned towards it. Sitting down in his chair, he watched as M’Tahn station came into view.
“What happened here?”
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