Ensign Meri Adoc’s patrol had taken him through several of the Merrimack’s lower decks before bringing him back toward the sections nearest the docking access. The ship remained secure, and the Shiarians who had accompanied the crew aboard had largely kept to the areas they had been permitted to visit.

That was beginning to change. As Adoc rounded the next junction, one of the Shiarian visitors stood quietly near the bulkhead. Before the Security officer could reach him, a faint harmonic tone passed through the corridor. The Shiarian shimmered. For several seconds his form seemed slightly out of alignment with the corridor around him. Then, without warning or apparent distress, he simply faded from view.

Adoc’s tricorder registered no transporter signature. Elsewhere aboard the Merrimack, Security began reporting similar incidents. One by one, the Shiarians were disappearing. There were no alarms, no signs of forced transport, and no evidence that the visitors were being harmed. Each disappearance was accompanied by the same brief harmonic fluctuation.

A nearby security rating looked toward Adoc as another report appeared on the patrol network. “Ensign, that makes three. All from different sections of the ship.” Another harmonic pulse moved almost imperceptibly through the deck beneath their feet.

At the far end of the corridor, another Shiarian began to shimmer. Whatever was happening, their guests appeared to be leaving the Merrimack.

GM Nosferatu
Your Darkest Nightmare