Not So Usual Dream

Posted on 06 Jan 2019 @ 5:58pm by Lieutenant Mikail Kolmak & Captain Gabriel Barron M.D.

521 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Empty Creche
Location: Varies
Timeline: ED 1, 2250

ON:

Darkness was there. Then light.

Mikail found himself in the same dream, one that happened a few years ago in reality. Not Esmertas again, he thought to himself. Those nasty insects with their stingers.

He heard his tricorder beeped and he looked down at it. The reading was unusual. Same thing again. "Not quite Klingons," he whispered. "Primitive species...unable to read." The doctor looked up at the two people standing there. This time, it wasn't the humanoids that live on the planet. He saw his crewmates, the already dead ones, standing there. They are not Klingons or a half breed.

He closed his eyes, hoping to change the scenery.

The spear, the pain, and the shouting were the memories.

Then, Mikail felt the tug as John pulled him inside the shuttlecraft moments before pulling a woman in. He couldn't move at all because his body felt paralyzed. The darkness was just about to envelop him when he heard a gruff voice behind him saying, "heal thy physician."

He turned his head and opened his eyes. "Captain? Barron is it? What are you doing here in my dream?" That is a Klingon no less, he nodded himself.

The Klingon grinned "Maybe I am a figment of your imagination and your subconscious is attempting to tell you something. After all, Klingons are not known for their telepathic abilities. So, as a trained medical doctor what does my appearance say to you, something to do with authority perhaps?"

"You must be someone else playing with my dream." He turned, realized that he wasn't paralyzed anymore, and pulled himself off the floor of the shuttlecraft. Everybody from his dreams was gone. The shuttlecraft remained with its door still open. But, the pain in his back was still there. "I know Klingons do not have telepathic abilities. I believe you are someone using the Captain's image. This dream has me attached to the Klingons for some reason. I still hate the food they eat. Who are you?"

Gabe shrugged. "Who do I need to be in order for you to understand what you need to do." His eyes went down to the man's back pointedly then back up to his eyes.

"Oh! That's exactly what I need!" Mikail watched the Klingon slowly faded away as if the transporter was taking him away. "My back..." Everything around him faded to darkness.

He opened his eyes to a dark room. "Computer, lights to twenty percent." The pain was there, but it was intensifying. The pain in the dream was real. He wakes up from most of his dreams because of the pain.

Mikail slowly turned his torso over to his side and picked up the hypospray that was on his nightstand. He prepared the instrument and left it there every night next to his bed, in case he immediately needs it. He injected the painkiller into his neck and closed his eyes. Need surgery soon. The Captain is the answer to my back problems.

OFF:

Mikail Kolmak, M.D.
Lieutenant
Assistant Chief Medical Officer
USS Redemption

 

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