Gordon dodged yet another medical crewman, or was it an officer? He hadn’t been paying attention, his eyes darted from the PaDD in his hands to the door numbers. He knew he was near his destination purely from the number of bustling medical staff and he thought he was on the right deck, his inadvertent exit onto the bridge from the turbo lift told him that.

After a few more turns he made it to a large pair of doors which he presumed to be the main sickbay, with a sigh of relief he stepped inside and was almost crushed underfoot by a determined nurse pushing a cart. He made his way to a nearby bulkhead while he scanned the room for someone who looked in charge…

Crewman Gordon Muir, Sec