Destiny

[jammi]

Omega 7... This was the location those blasted Corsairs had attacked me before. I paced the bridge once more, watching the flare generated by our escort ships speed as they plied the trade lanes alongside us.

So far all was well, then something happened. Something seemed to brush against my very mind, seeming to disconnect me from my body, whispering and murmuring. I lurched, caught mentally off balance by the sudden intrusion, then emotions that were not my own overpowered me.

Hunger and anger, then... Uncertainty and confusion. A white hot probe struck at me, sending me reeling, my mind seemingly cracking open from the sheer mental force of the assault.

I screamed, doubled over by the incredible pain, the voices still whickering and transmitting, running rampant through my subconscious. Blood erupted from my nose and began to pool around my face as I lay writhing. I was dully aware of shouts from crew members, as if through a thick pane of glass, or deep water. Through blurred vision I could see the detective shaking my shoulder, trying to provoke some sort of response.

The pain levelled off, still present, but seeming to phase away and become inconsequent. The voices solidified, the whispers and murmurings rushing backwards though my mind, to erupt into my consciousness as a blanket of images and emotions, depicting a fierce burning light, and a sense of... oneness belonging. There were too many images, concepts, emotions, thoughts, minds! I began to spasm uncontrollably, until new emotions surged over me shock, astonishment.

The mental probe suddenly withdrew, leaving an echoing silence in my mind, an empty loneliness. I had sensed community. My vision was cleared of clouds, the detective still kneeling beside me, the others; crew members and captain stood staring at the view screen, their faces a twisted image of horror.

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