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May 10, 2012
CAPTAIN’S LOG
Stardate unknown

Skulking around the compound looking for Spock, the other dudes, and a way off this crazy rock. There’s bound to be a control room, a weapons room, a laboratory, something.

Usually there’s …

Shh …

Listen:

“—ederation spies are quite tied up at the moment, you have nothing to fear. All proceeds as planned. They suspect nothing. That’s right. The Vulcan? No, I have no particular use for him. You would? Well, as you like. Oh, hold on a moment, Commander Kor, I do apologize, another call; Yes, mother, what is it? I’m on the phone…”

Klingons! Peachy.