Sharah stepped out of the recreation hall and aimlessly found an empty corridor where she leaned up against the wall. Her head was pounding and the noise was really no better. The memories washed over her, and she really didn’t want to deal with those memories right now, but one did make her smile slightly. I love you, Joseph. She stood there, quietly trying to rise above the noise and figure out where sickbay was in relation to where she had wandered off too.
Lt. jg Fayth, CSO