Bretonian Armed Forces Defense Intelligence Staff (DIS) (iRP) (AO)

[Mychalitzo]

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Sender ID: Lieutenant Michael Clay
Subject: Action Report
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Good evening.
Today started as usual. Chasing some pirates in Dublin, escorting a trader during a transaction, these two went both fine.
Then I and John Clay were tasked to escort a delivery of military hardware to Macduff. Again, we met no problems there all along the route.
Then I got a report about strange sightings in Dublin. We moved in and initiated a full system sweep. I also requested all ships in the system to report, identify themselves and give their coordinates. 4 ships reported, but Essex long range relay picked up 5 signatures. The system sweep was also unsuccessful so I was about to call it off. And then it happened. I saw a figure in space just in front of my cockpit talking to me... Ot it was at least talking to my head. It asked why I am searching for it. I was so shocked at the moment that I was only sitting motionless, my thoughts racing. And the... figure seemed to respond to my thoughts. The figure then disappeared and I had a vision of my brother screaming in pain and calling for me. I immediatelly contacted him via the comms and he was allright. The vision then disappeared and I only heard echoes of the voice asking me why I was searching for it. It then faded away, and I docked at Essex and went to medical bay with terrible headache. Result was: Completely healthy both physically and mentally, minor shock, ready for duty after a good rest.

This report might seem unreal, but... Maybe there is something I dont know. Clay out.

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