Ensign Polis made his way towards the Counselors office. He had finally been assigned quarters, so he dumped his bag onto his bunk. It didn’t contain too much. An extra uniform, few changes of clothing and a picture frame containing a picture of his parents. He was always nervous about seeing a head shrink. The idea that they could get inside your thoughts and find your deepest darkest fears. His fears were irrational of course but yet they remained. Like everyone who applies to enter starfleet, he completed his phsyic exam. “Meeting the Counselor can’t be worse then that” he thought as he arrived at his destination. He tapped on the comm panel and waited… for a huge dragon to open the door and swallow him whole. “Deep breaths…”

Ensign Polis, Security