Through the Looking Glass

Posted on Tue Aug 9th, 2022 @ 7:48pm by Patricia Crow

Patricia awoke with a start. She quickly looked around the small room and saw about a dozen others who were sleeping. She recognized them all from the Mercutio. Forcing herself to her feet, she walked towards the dim light and found a door. She tried to open it but to her complete non-surprise, it did not budge.

“They won’t be back for a few hours to feed us,” said an Ensign she recognized from Astrometrics.

“We’ll see about that. Can you play dead?”

“I can try.”

Patricia had the man down the way he had been and banged on the door. After a few moments, the door phased into transparency and a human man appeared in a purple Starfleet uniform. “Oh, you’re awake.”

“Please, he’s dying.”

“Not my problem.”

“You are obviously a Starfleet officer, even if it is not the one
I’m used to. You must get him to your medical team.”

He hesitated, then dropped the field around the door and stepped in. “How long has he been unconscious?" The guard turned to look at her and was met with a right hook, followed by an arm around his throat. Soon, he was the one unconscious.

“Wake up the others.”

A few minutes later she led her group down a hallway until it led to a control room with the guard’s phaser in her hand. One other guard was at his station but wasn’t paying attention to anything other than a PADD as he leafed through pictures of Orion girls.

Patricia motioned for the rest to stop as she crept up behind him and placed it on the back of his head. “Sorry to interrupt, but I need some directions.”

He slowly looked up at her and put his PADD down. “How?”

“I’m more concerned with where, but we can fill in all the blanks. Why am I, and my crew here?”

“I’m not really allowed to…..”

“Look, I don’t know if this setting is the same as where I’m from. Could be stun, could be lethal. Wanna find out?”

“Commander Moro ordered the incursion. I don’t know why but she’s been focused on your people for weeks.”

“She commands this ship?”

“Yes.”

“I want you to unlock all of the cells and while my friends gather the others we’re gonna have a long conversation starting with you telling me how we get back.”

“You’d have to go through the portal the same way they brought you. We have the coordinates for your reality programmed.”

“Good, because if I have to….wait….my reality? How many have you people been messing with?”

“You’re…not the first.”

“Change of plans…..we’re gonna take a detour.”