Despite the best efforts of the engineering department and the Executive officer, late in the night during second shift there was a shudder. Time seemed to slow entirely and then eventually sped up. There was a loud pop that deafened everyone is the station for some time and knocked everyone out.

When the crew started to wake up, all of the systems still worked but they didn’t detect anything. The Magellan was all alone, somewhere, and nowhere at the same time. The stars were completely foreign in their position and color. Nothing was right, no one was answering and calls that were sent out.

OOC: Thus endith the sim and the sad tale of the Magellan. She is, for all intense and purposes, stored in a pocket dimension, free from the effects of time, or at least the main timeline. If she gets recommissioned in the future, the next GM can start with them popping out, should he or she so chose. It has been my pleasure to serve you all and look forward to RPing with you and the future.

GM Wombat