03. Star Trek ? | Escape

August 16, 2020 Sujay Sarma

“Woo-Wah! Woo-Wah!” An incessant sound woke me up. Without opening my eyes, I tried to identify it. It continued with the same two-tone wail. On and on. “Woo-Wah! Woo-Wah!” Rubbing my eyes, I sat up and patted around for the energy beam device. Instead, my hand found nothing. Not even the cave floor! Startled, I…


“Woo-Wah! Woo-Wah!” An incessant sound woke me up. Without opening my eyes, I tried to identify it. It continued with the same two-tone wail. On and on. “Woo-Wah! Woo-Wah!”

Rubbing my eyes, I sat up and patted around for the energy beam device. Instead, my hand found nothing. Not even the cave floor!

Startled, I opened my eyes.

I was no longer in the cave. I was on a table-bed of some sort. I looked around. Medical stuff. Equipment, medicines, operating theatre style lights up above. Cabinets stocked with medicines of all types line the walls.

“Doctor!” I called instinctively.

In the background the two-tone “Woo-Wah” continued.

There was a sizzling sound nearer me, and an apparition appeared.

“I am the doctor. State the nature of your medical emergency.”

I was surprised. The form looked human. But was a projected image. I dug through my memories to remember the word for it.

“You are a …” I stumbled for words.

“I am the Emergency Medical Hologram” It said, with a self-deprecating tone of voice. “Now, what is the nature of your medical emergency?”

I shook my head. Some of this was strangely familiar. Yet, I did not recall being here and doing these things before. But then, I could hardly even remember who I was, or what my name was!

The hologram stood silently but with clearly growing impatience.

“Please state the nature of your medical emergency.” It insisted.

“What is this place?” I asked.

“This is the Star ship Voyager.” He said flatly, then his confidence started to evaporate, and he said in a softer tone. “At least, I think. I don’t recall when I was last activated.”

Star Trek! I was confused. But this was no time to debate with a hologram why I was suddenly on a fictional spaceship from a TV show I had watched as a child.  

“Who am I? Do you know?” I asked it. “I don’t seem to recall my name.”

The hologram smirked with disgust and walked over to a panel behind me. I twisted around to face him. The holographic doctor worked at the panels and pulled up my information.

“You are a hologram too.” He said, with a voice of finality.

“WHAT!” I cried. I couldn’t be a hologram. I was a person.

“Yes, and this is a computer simulation. We, this room, all of it. We are all holograms.”

With that, the holographic doctor winked out of existence.

I still could not believe what the ‘doctor’ had told me. I jumped off the table.

Two minutes… to auto destruct.” Came a disembodied female voice. It seemed to be everywhere.

The Voyager was about to self-destruct? Oh my God!

I ran to the panel in the wall that looked like the door. It promptly hissed open. I looked out. There was no sign of the ship’s crew. Red lights blinked through the corridor. We were on Red Alert. I saw what looked like the obligatory computer interface panel on the wall. I walked unsteadily to it and touched it.

“Computer,” I said. “Where is Captain Janeway?” This should be amusing.

“Captain Janeway is not onboard the Star ship Voyager.” Came back the impassioned reply.

I swallowed hard and tried to think of someone who would be.

“Locate Ensign Harry Kim.” I said.

“Ensign Harry Kim, is not onboard the Star ship Voyager.”

I tried a few more names, but none of them were on the ship, it seemed. Finally, I asked, “Computer, where is the crew of this ship?”

“There is no crew on board the Star ship Voyager.”

That was odd, I thought. Or maybe this was the first episode of the series when the entire crew had been abducted by the Caretaker.

I asked the computer to point me to the bridge and a set of lights formed a wave like pattern guiding me. I followed it around the corner.

WHAM!

I ran into a solid obstruction. There was nothing there. But it felt like a wall. Was it an invisible wall? A forcefield? I wondered.

The doctor caught up with me.

“What are you doing?” He shouted at me. “You are meant to follow the arrows.”

“I know. But something told me not to.”

“That’s impossible.” The doctor said in disbelief.

I sat down at the wall. My legs crossed. I was not going anywhere.

Two minutes… to auto destruct.

I laughed.

Slowly the walls started to pixelate and disintegrate around me. The doctor vanished. I watched as my body started to pixelate and disappear. Finally, I saw nothing.


About the author:

Sujay Sarma is an IT industry veteran, about 43 years of age. He has spent 25 years in the IT industry and has done it all, and seen it all. Now, his passion is writing [blogs, stories, novels] and music. He has his own YouTube channel called "Sujay Sarma's Musical Adventures" where he posts his covers and originals, and a Podcast named "Interesting People Interesting Stories".
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