(Curling into Lucretia, Beverly is silent for a minute as she gathers her thoughts together once more, to continue her story. It feels very important to get out, for some reason. She supposes it's because it explains so much about her, about her deep-seated fears about losing the people she loves and worse - forgetting them. Finally, with a soft sigh, she starts again.)

Wesley was down in Engineering, as he often is, working on an experiment. Something to improve the efficiency of the warp drive, if I remember correctly. While he was catching me up on what he was doing, there was a flash from the warp core - something had gone wrong, though it seemed relatively insignificant at the time. Nothing was out of the ordinary until the next morning, when I went to have breakfast with Dr. Quaice and... he wasn't there. No record of him ever having boarded the ship and no one but me seemed to remember him.

But he was only the first. One by one, my crewmates began to disappear.