There were seven of them in the room Chief Engineer Pitcairn, Commander Tuval, and Communications Specialist Garrison on one side of the table, Number One, Boyce, and Spock on the other. “You can thank our science officer,” Pike said, nodding toward Spock, who sat to the captain’s right, at the far end of the table. The other three members of the landing party were dead. Boyce, they’d never reach a hundred percent again. His lungs were functioning at sixty percent capacity according to Dr.
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The skin on the right side of his face was still pink, and he had half-healed burns over most of the right side of his body. Two days ago, the commander- Enterprise ’s security chief-had almost died exploring its remains. A fact Tuval knew better than anyone else in the room. “Part of the station log? Where did that come from?”Ī fair question, Pike thought, considering that the base itself-Starbase 18, the Federation’s farthest outpost in this sector of the galaxy-was pretty much space junk at this point. “Hang on.” Commander Tuval leaned forward.
The audio, in fact, disappears entirely less than halfway through the recording. The images are heavily compressed artifacts abound, both auditory and visual. “A small portion-about a minute’s worth-from the day of the attack. “We’ve recovered part of the station log,” she said. He nodded toward his second-in-command, seated to his right she leaned forward. “As you were,” the captain said, and took a seat at the head of the table. As he entered the briefing room, the others all stood.
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