Chapter Four: A simple Conclusion.
In the Mess hall, several crewmembers were in deep discussion. Although they had been informed that everything would be alright, they were not going to submit that easily. Even though their senior department heads said nothing was wrong, on this ship, rumours and facts spread fast. Three more experienced members of the crew where in a heated discussion, while a young cadet, in his late teens, was rocking. He had announced earlier that he wanted his mother, and had been smacked round the head to calm him down.
"Well, I don't know what to believe, all the heads and the Captain say everything is alright, but everyone I've talked to say were stuck here" said a lieutenant.
"Well, I heard were stuck in fluidic space, that's why there's nothing here!" piped in an ensign.
"Get a load of this, from what I've heard, and remember, I got this from the bridge crew, that were actually still in the wormhole" whispered another Lieutenant. All the others around the table drew breath, the young Cadet continued to rock.
"Then why are we still here, why haven't we blown up?" Asked the Ensign.
"Both ends of the wormhole collapses simultaneously, if they hadn't we of been torn apart and spat out one of the open ends" said the Lieutenant smugly, obviously glad he knew more then the others. The young cadet, began muttering to himself.
"Well" butted in the other Lieutenant "are we stuck here...forever". At this comment the elder Lieutenant fell silent. In the silence that followed, they could all hear what the cadet was saying.
"Were all gonna die"
A cube, far off, opened up a strange greenish tear in space, it collapsed. The united minds said "again".
In Engineering in the Jaguar, Run'Vok was getting frustrated, though he hated to admit it, even to himself. As soon as he had some spare time he would meditate, yes that sounded good, then Run'Vok realised he was talking to himself. No.assessing the situation to himself...yes, that sounded a trifle better.
"Why don't we realign the power grid to boost a tachyonbeam beam to the wor.." he began
"Tried that" replied the Engineer smugly.
"Well why not adapt the Hawk Torpedoe to emit." said Run'Vok
"Tried that, twice, didn't work" said the Engineer.
Then Run'Vok stopped, and thought, something had destabilized the wormhole, it has been those strange particles from the cloud type anomaly.
"What did you do just before you entered the wormhole" asked Run'Vok
"Er.." Said the engineer "nothing really, we just, entered it, that's all"
"Didn't enter any particles storms, gaseous anomalies?"
"Wait" said another engineer who seemed keen to help "funny ya should ask dat, coz just before we entered the wormhole, we passed through some strange gaseous cloud, it rocked us bout a bit, why do ya ask?". Run'Vok slammed the button on his jacket,
"Captain, I think I know why the Pawson was trapped here as well". There was a slight pause then Captain Lorenzo piped up
"How, who was it, who got my baby stuck in here?"
"Both of out ships passed through a strange gaseous anomaly, which coated our ships in a strange particle, I believe they may have been Verteron particles, they somehow destabilized the wormhole and trapped us here" explained Run'Vok.
"Verteron particle? They're usually associated with the creation or wormhole aren't they, and what where they doing in the gas cloud" said David.
"I do not know sir, but this information may help us in developing a way to escape this place" said Run'Vok.
"Thank you commander, knowing how we came here is a good thing to know, if we ever get out, we can inform Starfleet Command, they may even call it the Run'Vok Theory" said David, laughing a little at this last bit.
"Yes sir" said Run'Vok. Both Frank and David knew that Run'Vok and raised his eyebrow at this comment. Both chuckled.
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You don't know how long it took me to work out the right Particle for this chapter, Verteron particles are actually associated with wormholes, I had to dig up the info on the internet, phew, the research you'll do for a good story.
R & R
Elfman
In the Mess hall, several crewmembers were in deep discussion. Although they had been informed that everything would be alright, they were not going to submit that easily. Even though their senior department heads said nothing was wrong, on this ship, rumours and facts spread fast. Three more experienced members of the crew where in a heated discussion, while a young cadet, in his late teens, was rocking. He had announced earlier that he wanted his mother, and had been smacked round the head to calm him down.
"Well, I don't know what to believe, all the heads and the Captain say everything is alright, but everyone I've talked to say were stuck here" said a lieutenant.
"Well, I heard were stuck in fluidic space, that's why there's nothing here!" piped in an ensign.
"Get a load of this, from what I've heard, and remember, I got this from the bridge crew, that were actually still in the wormhole" whispered another Lieutenant. All the others around the table drew breath, the young Cadet continued to rock.
"Then why are we still here, why haven't we blown up?" Asked the Ensign.
"Both ends of the wormhole collapses simultaneously, if they hadn't we of been torn apart and spat out one of the open ends" said the Lieutenant smugly, obviously glad he knew more then the others. The young cadet, began muttering to himself.
"Well" butted in the other Lieutenant "are we stuck here...forever". At this comment the elder Lieutenant fell silent. In the silence that followed, they could all hear what the cadet was saying.
"Were all gonna die"
A cube, far off, opened up a strange greenish tear in space, it collapsed. The united minds said "again".
In Engineering in the Jaguar, Run'Vok was getting frustrated, though he hated to admit it, even to himself. As soon as he had some spare time he would meditate, yes that sounded good, then Run'Vok realised he was talking to himself. No.assessing the situation to himself...yes, that sounded a trifle better.
"Why don't we realign the power grid to boost a tachyonbeam beam to the wor.." he began
"Tried that" replied the Engineer smugly.
"Well why not adapt the Hawk Torpedoe to emit." said Run'Vok
"Tried that, twice, didn't work" said the Engineer.
Then Run'Vok stopped, and thought, something had destabilized the wormhole, it has been those strange particles from the cloud type anomaly.
"What did you do just before you entered the wormhole" asked Run'Vok
"Er.." Said the engineer "nothing really, we just, entered it, that's all"
"Didn't enter any particles storms, gaseous anomalies?"
"Wait" said another engineer who seemed keen to help "funny ya should ask dat, coz just before we entered the wormhole, we passed through some strange gaseous cloud, it rocked us bout a bit, why do ya ask?". Run'Vok slammed the button on his jacket,
"Captain, I think I know why the Pawson was trapped here as well". There was a slight pause then Captain Lorenzo piped up
"How, who was it, who got my baby stuck in here?"
"Both of out ships passed through a strange gaseous anomaly, which coated our ships in a strange particle, I believe they may have been Verteron particles, they somehow destabilized the wormhole and trapped us here" explained Run'Vok.
"Verteron particle? They're usually associated with the creation or wormhole aren't they, and what where they doing in the gas cloud" said David.
"I do not know sir, but this information may help us in developing a way to escape this place" said Run'Vok.
"Thank you commander, knowing how we came here is a good thing to know, if we ever get out, we can inform Starfleet Command, they may even call it the Run'Vok Theory" said David, laughing a little at this last bit.
"Yes sir" said Run'Vok. Both Frank and David knew that Run'Vok and raised his eyebrow at this comment. Both chuckled.
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You don't know how long it took me to work out the right Particle for this chapter, Verteron particles are actually associated with wormholes, I had to dig up the info on the internet, phew, the research you'll do for a good story.
R & R
Elfman