When you wake up, you find yourself staring at a sliver celiing.
You're lying on some kind of bed. A bald man in a black-and-blue
uniform comes up to you. "You've had quite a bump in the
head," he says. "Do you know who you are?"
You tell him your name.
The man smlies at you. "Good. I should tell the Captian you're
here."
"Wait," you say. "Where am I?"
He looks at you. "The Starship Voyager, of course." He
leaves, and the sliver doors swhish shut be hind him.
You think about what to do. You see you still have the piece of metal
in your hand.
You whisper,"I want to go to 2377." You have the stannge
sensation of being torn into a milloin pieces. It scares you.