ASSIGNMENT: AREA OBSERVATION
Area: Command and Control - Long Range Sensors
Date Assigned: 1/1/2250
Monitoring Period: INDEFINITE.
Transcript ref number:003MIL-0000HFG-000034.1
Date: 11/03/2358 Time: 06:32
VISUAL SCAN - Corporal Maria Rivera trades typing between a computer console and the control console for the aft sensor array. She is obviously confused by what she is looking at. After a few seconds duty officer Lieutenant Huang Wei Wu and Ensign Lyle Anderson join the young woman at the console.
Show the Lieutenant what you showed me Corporal.
Corporal Rivera brings up a star map on the large computer screen in front
of her. A simulated picture of the aft end of Genesis is displayed on the
left side of the screen. A red blip is displayed on the right side of the screen. The Corporal points at the screen.
This is from three days ago. Notice this object.
The Corporal points to a cross mark on the sensor display.
Yeah. A piece of cosmic debris. So?
That's what I thought. If you follow it's trajectory
it could be a comet fragment or mass of stellar
dust that Genesis picked up in it's gravity well.
The Corporal punches a few keys.
This is todays scan.
It should be on our aft sensors for another week.
Did you check the equipment.
Ten times. I've crossed verified with scans off of
the aft outrider satellites. It was there and now it's not.
That's impossible. Are you sure it didn't collide with
something? Maybe one of the fighter pilots used it
for target practise.
I checked all those possibilities, Sir. It's just gone.
Tell him the rest.
I couldn't get a spectral analysis on it. It's like it was
How big was this thing?
About three meters long by one and a half wide. It
It's too small to be a fighter.
Any kind of fighter we know about.
What's that supposed to mean Ensign?
What if it were an alien craft?
The Lieutenant shoots the Ensign a disgusted look.
You aught to stay away from the netloids, Ensign.
I want this kept under wraps. You are to tell no one
about this, both of you. Is that understood?
ENSIGN & CORPORAL
I want you to concentrate on the aft scans Corporal.
If another object shows up figure out a way to get
a lock on it. I also want you to go back through the
logs and see if there are any other of these...
The Lieutenant gives the screen a look one more time, shakes his head
Date: 11/04/2358 Time: 10:32
VISUAL SCAN - Corporal Maria Rivera stands at parade rest in front of Ms. Cannon and duty officer Lieutenant Huang Wei Wu.
Your absolutely positive this isn't some kind
of stray electronic anomaly Corporal?
Yes, Mam. I've gone over these systems ten
times since yesterday. There is just no way
they could be wrong.
How about the old logs? Was there anything in
them that mirrors your findings?
I've only been able to go back a month, Sir. I haven't
found anything yet.
How about a hacker? Could someone be playing
No Mam. These systems are isolated from the net
and I've check for any bogus hard links.
Ms. Cannon rolls this over in her mind. The two navy personnel study
her as she thinks.
What's your gut feeling Lieutenant? What do you
think's going on?
The Lieutenant is hesitant. He turns to the Corporal.
You're dismissed Corporal you can go back to
Corporal Rivera salutes her superior and marches off to her station.
Gut feeling Ms. Cannon? I've been through these
systems myself. They've been debugged for over
two hundred years now. In the last fifty no one's
reported anything like this. If there have been
anomalies they've always been explained after
going through the logs or by double checking
other systems or cooberating evidence with the pilots.
So your telling me you believe the scans.
The Lieutenant stares intently at Ms. Cannon.
I'm telling you I think something landed on Genesis.
Ms. Cannon's normal poker face is broken by surprise.
Why didn't you report this to the Admiral?
I owed Mr. Stryker a favor. He's asked me to
report this kind of... activity to him first.
Ms. Cannon mulls this over for a second.
Report it. I want the Admiral to do a search
of the surface. Suggest it to him.
He'll probably laugh me out of the room.
Tell him it would be a good exercise for the
The Lieutenant brightens at that idea.
Hey, that's a good idea. He might go for
If you register any more of these anomalies
call me on my locater immediately.
Ms. Cannon spins on a heel and disappears from the control room.
The Lieutenant watches her go with an appreciative look. Here is a
woman with brains and looks, someone to be careful around.
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