From wpettey@hotmail.com Tue Aug 18 05:39:27 1998
Date: Fri, 14 Aug 1998 10:20:02 -0600
From: Wendon Pettey <wpettey@hotmail.com>
To: INDIGO FLEET List Serve <indigo@cyberhighway.net>
Subject: [INDIGO] (NASW716):  A Light At The End of a Tunnel

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Date: Fri, 14 Aug 1998 09:19:04 PDT
From: "Wendon Pettey" <wpettey@hotmail.com>
Subject: [INDIGO] (NASW716):  A Light At The End of a Tunnel

<NRPG:  HEY!  What's with all this Camp NECESSITY posts?  Where are all 
the NASW716 posts?  We CAN'T let them out shine us!>

SD:  100814.1043 CDT
FMD: 08.????
SCENE:  The Mysterious Ghost Ship

Cort deactivated his grav-boots and floated up a long shaft leading 
through the core of the ship.  Peter and Robin followed suit, while the 
other members of the squadron explored through the other parts of the 
ship.  The helmet light on his EVA suit glowed dimly against the sable 
darkness.  He looked back and forth catching the glint on the nearly 
frozen metallic surfaces of the ancient vessel.

<Still nae clues as t' who this ship belonged to?>  Cort's voice seemed 
to ring slightly in the speakers, as if the hollowness of the craft was 
somehow affecting the reverberation of his intercomm system.  Robin 
nodded her head, even though he didn't see, <There are a variety of 
alien remains aboard, but no clue as to who they are and or which one 
was responsible for this vessel.>

Cort understood.  With the scare that Khollet had given them, this ship 
was getting very spooky, and he didn't want to stay on board more than 
he had to.  <We need t' find the command deck, an' see which aliens are 
sittin' at th' controls!>  He brushed passed a dangling cable and headed 
on up to a branch in the tunnel they were following.  <Well, which way?>

Robin arrived next, and glanced down a darkened tunnel, <I guess this 
wa*>  SHe was cut short by a cry of surprise from Peter, who was looking 
down the other path.  Both of the senior officer's floated over to his 
side, <What?>  Cort tried not to let his nerves show through his 
voice...they were frazzled.

<I saw a light...look!  There it is again!>  Peter pointed down the long 
shaft toward a flickering light that could be seen by all three.  Cort 
gulped, <I guess this is th' way we go!>

Respectfully submitted,
LCDR Cort O'Wood, "Shamrock"
XOAG/NASW716
Wendon Pettey
wpettey@hotmail.com

NRPG:

Well, it was short, but at least you know I am back! :-)

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