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The endless sensor-data on the various displays seemed to have an almost hypnotic effect Jacks weary mind. Text and images danced through each other until finally, there were only colors.
,,By feigning ignorance of the truth that is all around us, we condemn ourselves. How can we not see?'', whispered a soft voice in the back of his head. Jack realised he was holding a book. And as he browsed through the pages, he found that all but the last one were blank. 'Thus the offender is punished because he employs "free will," that is to say, because he acted without a reason where he ought to have acted in accordance with reasons. Why did he do this? But it is precisely this question that can no longer even be asked: it was a deed without a "for that reason," without motive, without origin, something purposeless and non-rational', the author concluded. Jack knew it was all wrong. They were being punished for the choices they didn't know they had made. The blissfull ignorance that had served as a shield for so long had turned out to be a death-trap. A moment later, the inkt began to run and the book fell from his hands, through the floor, into the black.

The buzz of his comm-unit tore Jack from his slumber. It was a priority message from Research. ,,Yeah?'', he groaned. ,,Sir, we've decoded a part of the first signal. It appears to be an S.O.S. of some kind, but a complex one. As if we're missing part of the information. Definately not your regular military signal. Possibly Copernicus Directorate.'' The scientist sighed. ,,You know, this would actually be easy if the signal wasn't corrupted to its core'', he said. Not feeling particulary social, Jack signed out and forwarded the message to the acting captain. He needed sleep and a strong drink. And preferably not in that specific order.

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Scott Avery
 

With a salute and a firm "SIR" Scott did a 180 and headed down the hall towards the CMO's quarters to first check there, if nothing surfaced he would investigate the lab area's and then continue out from there.

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(Scott Avery)

As you enter Deck 2, you encounter a steady stream of off-duty crewmen that are heading towards the Training Room or the Canteen. However, the narrow corridors near the crew-quarters turn out to be nearly abandoned. Not surprisingly, the door to the CMO’s quarters is locked and your calls are met with silence. Either he isn’t here, or is he unwilling or unable to let you in. If you feel you have sufficient cause to enter the room of a senior officer (and are ready to go in), you can radio Security and request an remote-override of the lock on the door.

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(Sickbay)

The Medical Department was a beacon of sterility on the otherwise rather decreptid and unclean ship. The beds that were lined up along the wall certainly looked more inviting than those in his own quarters, Jack realised as he scanned the room for any sign of doctor Wolf. ,,Ah doctor. Do accept my apologies for the delay’’, he said mildly as the man finally entered the room. ,,If you have some time, I’ll take the psych-test now.’’ He glared at the clock. ,,Don’t take too long though, I have to be back on the Bridge in half an hour.’’

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Scott Avery
 

<i> Hmm career decision time, to force the way in or let it ride </i> "Security, this Corporal Avery, please unlock CMO's quarter doors, there has been a lack of response to questioning and requests from the bridge and I need to gain access to ensure security has not been breached or that CMO has not been harmed. Over..." with that he took a deep breath and waited ready for whatever may be on the other side of that door.

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"<i> <font color=gray> hearing a dry chuckle from the other end of the line. ,,Ok, Scott. But we're sending your ass to the captain if things turn sour. Let us know if you require any assistance.''</font color=gray></i>"

The doors opened swiftly and Scott stepped into the room checking in all open directions not sure what to expect. There is only one single light lit, so it takes him a few seconds to adjust to the low light and notice that there is someone lying face down on the floor. It could be the CMO, but there is no way to know that for certain unless he take s a closer examination. "<i> What is that smell</i>" He pulled his mag light from its place at his belt and turned it on shining it into the dark corners of the room before he went in any further.

"Scott to security, I have found a body, entering the room for a closer inspection. There is a foul odor emiting from the room as well" over...

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Scott Avery
 

Examing the room as he went in and seeing nothing threatening, Scott slipped on his respirator in case of contaminated air, he knelt down by the body and attempted to check for a pulse and listen for breathing.