Moar on monday??

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I’m basically in the Braindump stage of this, typing up anything and everything that comes out. Also holy freaking research batman, thank the lord for Memory Alpha. I should know better than to create monsters, but I do it anyway.

Uhura takes over, bringing up the audio. “The distress signal we received is severely degraded, I’m not sure why. As far as I can tell, the first part of the message is some mixture of Portuguese and Esperanto, the rest is Standard. They talk about a virus that is killing people in a matter of days, bleeding, not having the resources… and something about the darkness and fury… I have no idea what that’s in reference to. I’m sorry, Captain, that’s all I can make out.”

A collective pause silences the room, until Dr. McCoy breaks it.

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