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Lieutenant Bruce Surrey looked at the gauges before him with utter bewilderment. The lights illuminating the forward phaser control room blinked with the power drain that gripped the Enterprise. Someone on the bridge was firing everything the ship got on... something. Before the massive energy drain could cause a major system failure, Surrey quickly re-adjusted the phaser emitters' power grid on his control panel.

Surrey felt a chill he hadn't since the Romulan incursion incident. That day, he nearly lost his life, and he spent weeks in sickbay recovering from radiation burns. But as a Starfleet officer, he understood the risks of his job. The fear of death and injury didn't phase him. What sent shills down his spine that day was the last look he took of Robert Tomlinson, standing alone at the very console he now was manning. Bob Tomlinson died that day, going far above and beyond the call of duty. He was a comrade and a friend, and now, Bruce Surrey wished he were still there. Tomlinson had much more experience than him. Whatever the Enterprise was up against was something far beyond they've ever encountered. The ship needed the best of the best, at all posts, now. Surrey saw a warning signal light up on his console. The phaser banks' automated systems were requesting even more energy.

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Lieutenant Bruce Surrey looked at the gauges before him with utter bewilderment. The lights illuminating the forward phaser control room blinked with the power drain that gripped the Enterprise. Someone on the bridge was firing everything the ship got on... something. Before the massive energy drain could cause a major system failure, Surrey quickly re-adjusted the phaser emitters' power grid on his control panel.

Surrey felt a chill he hadn't since the Romulan incursion incident. That day, he nearly lost his life, and he spent weeks in sickbay recovering from radiation burns. But as a Starfleet officer, he understood the risks of his job. The fear of death and injury didn't phase him. What sent shills down his spine that day was the last look he took of Robert Tomlinson, standing alone at the very console he now was manning. Bob Tomlinson died that day, going far above and beyond the call of duty. He was a comrade and a friend, and now, Bruce Surrey wished he were still there. Tomlinson had much more experience than him. Whatever the Enterprise was up against was something far beyond they've ever encountered. The ship needed the best of the best, at all posts, now. Surrey saw a warning signal light up on his console. The phaser banks' automated systems were requesting even more energy.

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