sorry

[Jihadjoe]

Daniel Hale floated unconcious in his escape pod for hours. His thoughts passing to the alien creatures who destroyed his ship as they sat in space nearby watching his dreams.

Light.

Hale regained consciousness, he was in the medical bay of West Point academy.

"...but they didn't kill him, they just sat there, watching" said a female voice from the ther side of the room. Hale tryed to sit up but found himself restrained by various tethers as would be used for some raving nutjob.

"Don't move Hale." It was Commodore Talons voice this time "We don't know what it did to you, you were nearly dead by the time we found you."

"Why am I tied down?" croaked Hale "Why am I not dead? The last thing I remember...."

"Quiet now hale" Talon said, sounding almost like he cared "That was a brave thing you did back there, the Nomads destroyed your ship."

"It felt like they were in my brain Sir... Dreams of blue and cold, cold...."

"We're gunna keep you in isolation until we're sure you haven't been" Talon coughed "changed by them, I'm sure you understand."

The weeks passed and Hale grew used to his surroundings, things un-fogged in his mind and the events leading up to the explosion became clearer.

A man walked into the room, it was captain Jake Benson

"Right Hale, We are gunna put you back on duty soon, just go easy ok? NO more of this hero stuff, if the nomads come again I don't want you trying to take them on alone, hell they even scare Talon, just don't mention that to anyone, he'd have me shot for saying it ok."

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