Initial reports indicated that the very heart of the Federation may be affected, but even we could not anticipate the scope
of the threat to the fabric of reality
When we activated the comlink to Memory Prime, we expected to see to see the reason we return to Earth, Fleet Admiral August.
If I have not reported back in 6 hours, my crew has orders to
fire photon torpedoes at key installations across the planet. Primary target? Joe Boxer manufacturing facilities - without FAdm August, there's no reason to keep them operational. Granted, it won't help alleviated
the crisis, but I'll feel better.
The Vigilance has been dispatched to investigate reports of alien infiltrations in Sector 0.0
To our horror, we found that indeed there has been an alien infiltration. At Fleet Admiral August's desk was a duplicate.
Yes, the alien is similar, but to a trained Starfleet officer, the differences are distinct.
Unfortunately, since it is apparent that Fleet Admiral August has been replaced, the situation continues to deteriorate. Now, the crew is on the verge of mutiny,
the entire fabric of the Federation has begun to unravel.
In a last desperate attempt to save civilization as we know it, I am beaming down to the planet, tricorder in one hand, phaser in the other and 3 bottles of YooHoo strapped to my back.
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