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You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you do not trust enough.
Frank Crane
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A young girl who appears to be innocent mysteriously comes on board Andromeda, supposedly from a biostasis unit floating out in space. She says she is from the distant past, and even has belongings from the period to support this. It causes Dylan to pity her because of his own experiences with time suspension. Beka didn't trust the girl, but then she conveniently rescues Beka from a Messinan who was going to attack her, taking the blade herself. Trance said that the girl had organized some supplies for her. She had been very friendly to Rev in the corridor when they met, according to him, even though she was frightened. From what I had seen in Medical Bay, Harper didn't need any extra kindness or good deeds from her to cause him to be fond of her. She was gaining the trust and affection of every crew member. I didn't trust any of this, especially Lise Bennett. I was almost certain she had a secret agenda. I just had to find out what it was.
I headed down to Medical Bay after my shift was over. Trance was sitting in a chair. She looked to be near the point of passing out from sheer exhaustion. Harper was sound asleep in his bed, and the girl was probably in a recovery room. I wondered if this could be turned into an opportunity for me.
"Trance, you don't look very well."
"I'm just a little tired, Tyr. I'll be fine."
"You should get some rest. I just finished my shift. I'll watch things here for you if you want to go take a nap."
"You don't have to do that."
"I don't have any other plans. You can't function well if you don't get enough rest."
"All right. Thanks, Tyr. But if Lise's readings change, make sure you get me immediately."
"I will."
She walked out of Medical Bay. I waited several minutes before checking in the recovery room. The girl was unconscious, hooked up to many monitors. Her readings were stable. I returned to the clinic portion of Medical Bay and began looking for that knapsack with her belongings in it. It was the most likely place a clue to this mystery would be. I found it, and began meticulously inspecting the contents. She owned a lot of discs, a few I heard Beka and Harper calling extremely rare. She also owned a little machine that displayed graphics that could be controlled by an arrow pad. Several pieces of clothing were in the knapsack. Nothing peculiar yet. I was nearing the bottom of the contents and wondered if I could be wrong about this. I, then, found a small book. I opened it and skimmed over the contents. Nothing proved interesting until the last few pages.
'I can't help but feel guilty about the recent expansion of our covert operations. There is no feeling worse than using people, but I've put myself in a position where there is no other choice. I definitely found the wrong crowd to spend time with. And now I'm paying for it. I'm so afraid I'm going to get caught. One of them seems suspicious of my actions and intentions. If I back out now, though, I don't know what they'll do to me. I only have to keep this up for two more days, and then it's all over.'
She was part of a covert operation. I must be the suspicious one. She should have hidden her log book better. I didn't bother reading anymore of it. I knew what I needed to know. We had only two days to save ourselves from whatever she planned to do, though. I kept the log book, as evidence to show Dylan. She needed to be interrogated the first second she regained consciousness.
You may be deceived if you trust too much, but you will live in torment if you do not trust enough.
Frank Crane
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A young girl who appears to be innocent mysteriously comes on board Andromeda, supposedly from a biostasis unit floating out in space. She says she is from the distant past, and even has belongings from the period to support this. It causes Dylan to pity her because of his own experiences with time suspension. Beka didn't trust the girl, but then she conveniently rescues Beka from a Messinan who was going to attack her, taking the blade herself. Trance said that the girl had organized some supplies for her. She had been very friendly to Rev in the corridor when they met, according to him, even though she was frightened. From what I had seen in Medical Bay, Harper didn't need any extra kindness or good deeds from her to cause him to be fond of her. She was gaining the trust and affection of every crew member. I didn't trust any of this, especially Lise Bennett. I was almost certain she had a secret agenda. I just had to find out what it was.
I headed down to Medical Bay after my shift was over. Trance was sitting in a chair. She looked to be near the point of passing out from sheer exhaustion. Harper was sound asleep in his bed, and the girl was probably in a recovery room. I wondered if this could be turned into an opportunity for me.
"Trance, you don't look very well."
"I'm just a little tired, Tyr. I'll be fine."
"You should get some rest. I just finished my shift. I'll watch things here for you if you want to go take a nap."
"You don't have to do that."
"I don't have any other plans. You can't function well if you don't get enough rest."
"All right. Thanks, Tyr. But if Lise's readings change, make sure you get me immediately."
"I will."
She walked out of Medical Bay. I waited several minutes before checking in the recovery room. The girl was unconscious, hooked up to many monitors. Her readings were stable. I returned to the clinic portion of Medical Bay and began looking for that knapsack with her belongings in it. It was the most likely place a clue to this mystery would be. I found it, and began meticulously inspecting the contents. She owned a lot of discs, a few I heard Beka and Harper calling extremely rare. She also owned a little machine that displayed graphics that could be controlled by an arrow pad. Several pieces of clothing were in the knapsack. Nothing peculiar yet. I was nearing the bottom of the contents and wondered if I could be wrong about this. I, then, found a small book. I opened it and skimmed over the contents. Nothing proved interesting until the last few pages.
'I can't help but feel guilty about the recent expansion of our covert operations. There is no feeling worse than using people, but I've put myself in a position where there is no other choice. I definitely found the wrong crowd to spend time with. And now I'm paying for it. I'm so afraid I'm going to get caught. One of them seems suspicious of my actions and intentions. If I back out now, though, I don't know what they'll do to me. I only have to keep this up for two more days, and then it's all over.'
She was part of a covert operation. I must be the suspicious one. She should have hidden her log book better. I didn't bother reading anymore of it. I knew what I needed to know. We had only two days to save ourselves from whatever she planned to do, though. I kept the log book, as evidence to show Dylan. She needed to be interrogated the first second she regained consciousness.
