NE Buckingham sat at the science station. The hour was 0720, and it was near the end of his shift. Come 0800 the morning crew would come to relieve them, and he would finally be able to get some sleep. Stifling a yawn, his eyes caught some strange readings coming from the main sensor array.

“Sir,” He spoke up, pulling up the sensor data to full view on his workstation. “I’m detecting something on the short range sensors. Some kind of spatial anomaly, directly in front of us.” He ran a few scans. “Whatever it is, its growing fast and emitting high levels of…” He paused, double checking the readings. “Chronometric particles.”

-GM SEMAJ