Holding Yard Blues

Posted on Mon Jan 25th, 2021 @ 6:10am by Lieutenant JG Sarah Wilson

Mission: The Jungle
Location: Holding Yard

Dr Sarah Wilson was in sickbay one minute and in something that resembled a very large corral the next. She looked around at the sea of faces, all recognisable as junior or non-commissioned officers. No-one seemed to know what was going on to the point where some were struggling to keep their panic in check.

The walls were high, too high to consider scaling to escape even assisting one another. The flooring was sand, and had many many footprints in it already. This place had been used for something like this before.

A large screen sat mounted above one of the walls, like an old fashioned television, showing random advertisements for things she had never heard of. Then the image changed, it showed the Liberty's senior staff plus a few extras in a smaller version of a holding pen, with a proud man who called himself the Game Master addressing them and explaining the rules of the game. Her heart sank as she understood what was about to transpire, the senior officers would have to survive this game - and the prize was their lives and that of the entire crew. IF they failed, they all were to die. Charming.

She turned around, looking for a familiar face and struggling to find one amoungst the throngs of scared people. Over against one wall she spied Remal - the Captain's husband - and he looked pissed.