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:''See also [[SIM:T'Pel: Strange Dreams...|Strange Dreams...]]''
:''This sim is followed immediately by [[SIM:Lt.JG Salak: False Impressions|False Impressions]].''


((Salaks' Head, on a Biobed in Sickbay))
(('''Salaks' Head, on a Biobed in Sickbay, [[Deep Space 17]]'''))
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<nowiki>::</nowiki>A void, a barren black void filled [[Salak]]'s field of vision. But there? Did he see something? A dim light in the distance, a slight tint to its' colour, a purple or a red... It grew brighter, larger... it's presence increasingly clear. Salak felt himself become warmer, sweating...::
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<nowiki>::</nowiki>The sweat caused a singe as it poured over his wounded arm, the heat seemed very real... The source of the growing light became clear; a [[Eratis|star]] to which his distance decreased... his breath insignificant as his sight became overwhelmed in the light radiating from it...::
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<nowiki>::</nowiki>The light faded away, the star vanishing... the black void of previously was replaced; a room? The walls were a shade of orange, there were markings on the walls... They seemed familiar from somewhere, some sort of Vulcan text...::
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<nowiki>::</nowiki>But not one which was used any more... the text was ancient, a language not used since an age distant passed. Such writing was rare away from Vulcan, it's use now restricted to little more than ceremonial writings. But why here?::
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<nowiki>::</nowiki>There was a figure near the end of the room, little more than a silhouette. His gowns seemed to be those of a priest, thus Salak began to walk towards him... How and why was he in a temple? Perhaps, so he thought, the priest might know...::
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<nowiki>::</nowiki>As he approached the priest, the holy man turned to face him, but the priest was not a man... Salak recognised her, and she wasn't a priestess either... but in Priests gowns? He could not understand, surely this woman was not on Vulcan?::
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<nowiki>::</nowiki>But before he could ask any questions, the scene faded again, his body jolting. He heard a faint, constant sound, another jolt of his body... the sound hesitated, became more an irratic beeping. Salaks' vision went black once more...::


::A void, a barren black void filled Salak's field of vision. But there? Did
he see something? A dim light in the distance, a slight tint to its' colour,
a purple or a red... It grew brighter, larger... it's presence increasingly
clear. Salak felt himself become warmer, sweating...::


::The sweat caused a singe as it poured over his wounded arm, the heat
seemed very real... The source of the growing light became clear; a star to
which his distance decreased... his breath insignificant as his sight became
overwhelmed in the light radiating from it...::


::The light faded away, the star vanishing... the black void of previously
was replaced; a room? The walls were a shade of orange, there were markings
on the walls... They seemed familiar from somewhere, some sort of Vulcan
text...::


::But not one which was used any more... the text was ancient, a language
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not used since an age distant passed. Such writing was rare away from
Vulcan, it's use now restricted to little more than ceremonial writings. But
why here?::
 
::There was a figure near the end of the room, little more than a
silhouette. His gowns seemed to be those of a priest, thus Salak began to
walk towards him... How and why was he in a temple? Perhaps, so he thought,
the priest might know...::
 
::As he approached the priest, the holy man turned to face him, but the
priest was not a man... Salak recognised her, and she wasn't a priestess
either... but in Priests gowns? He could not understand, surely this woman
was not on Vulcan?::
 
::But before he could ask any questions, the scene faded again, his body
jolting. He heard a faint, constant sound, another jolt of his body... the
sound hesitated, became more an irratic beeping. Salaks' vision went black
once more...::
 
 
TAG! Maggie, James; either one of you... :)
 
 
 
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| width="30%"| Previous archived sim<br />[[SIM:Lt.JG Salak: The Dangers of a Cup of Tea...|The Dangers of a Cup of Tea]]
| width="30%"| Previous archived sim<br />[[SIM:Lt.JG Salak: The Dangers of a Cup of Tea...|The Dangers of a Cup of Tea...]]
| width="40%"| '''Lt.JG [[Salak]]'''<br />'''Chief Engineer'''<br />'''[[USS Wallace]] & [[DS17]]'''
| width="40%"| '''Lt.JG [[Salak]]'''<br />'''Chief Engineer'''<br />'''[[USS Wallace]] & [[DS17]]'''
| width="30%"| Next archived sim<br />N/A
| width="30%"| Next archived sim<br />[[SIM:Lt.JG Salak: False Impressions|False Impressions]]
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See also Strange Dreams...
This sim is followed immediately by False Impressions.

((Salaks' Head, on a Biobed in Sickbay, Deep Space 17))

::A void, a barren black void filled Salak's field of vision. But there? Did he see something? A dim light in the distance, a slight tint to its' colour, a purple or a red... It grew brighter, larger... it's presence increasingly clear. Salak felt himself become warmer, sweating...::

::The sweat caused a singe as it poured over his wounded arm, the heat seemed very real... The source of the growing light became clear; a star to which his distance decreased... his breath insignificant as his sight became overwhelmed in the light radiating from it...::

::The light faded away, the star vanishing... the black void of previously was replaced; a room? The walls were a shade of orange, there were markings on the walls... They seemed familiar from somewhere, some sort of Vulcan text...::

::But not one which was used any more... the text was ancient, a language not used since an age distant passed. Such writing was rare away from Vulcan, it's use now restricted to little more than ceremonial writings. But why here?::

::There was a figure near the end of the room, little more than a silhouette. His gowns seemed to be those of a priest, thus Salak began to walk towards him... How and why was he in a temple? Perhaps, so he thought, the priest might know...::

::As he approached the priest, the holy man turned to face him, but the priest was not a man... Salak recognised her, and she wasn't a priestess either... but in Priests gowns? He could not understand, surely this woman was not on Vulcan?::

::But before he could ask any questions, the scene faded again, his body jolting. He heard a faint, constant sound, another jolt of his body... the sound hesitated, became more an irratic beeping. Salaks' vision went black once more...::



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The Dangers of a Cup of Tea...
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Chief Engineer
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