[Action 01] Need the Stars to Guide Me
(going where the app started off...)
Well, ending up in the town he had spotted from the train really didn't help the situation as much as he hoped. Why a train would be stopping at some dead zone like this, he had no idea, but no one was around. Just a train station in need of repair, no other passengers leaving the train, and the very weird feeling either he was being watched or he should be remembering something, but not what it is. None of it sat well with him. He patted himself down again, not for injuries this time but seeing what, if anything, had been left on his person. No proper communicator, no phaser, and he was dressed back in his uniform as if he hadn't taken it off to sleep. Nothing.
Nothing but the pocket watch/communicator/recorder still in his hand, held tight as it was his only link to... something. Bones, I'm pretty sure either I screwed up somehow, or someone got the jump on us. His thought was sarcastic in his mind, but a little part of him wondered just how much option A or B was true.
He looked up into the sky, eyes narrowed against the sunlight above. If the sun on this planet followed anything natural, it was getting late in the day and heading for nightfall. Maybe when night fell and the sky turned dark, he would have a better idea of where he was. He knew the stars from a variety of planets, their constellations and patterns, so if this really was Earth as the train and landscape suggested, he would know. Until then, he had to make a choice. Go back on the train and hope it took him somewhere else, or try to find someone in the deserted looking town. If the train stopped here, someone had to be out there, and he damn well planned to find them and hopefully get some answers. He had a crew back on the Enterprise, wherever she was, and he had to find a way home to them.
He just didn't know yet how futile that thought could prove to be.
Well, ending up in the town he had spotted from the train really didn't help the situation as much as he hoped. Why a train would be stopping at some dead zone like this, he had no idea, but no one was around. Just a train station in need of repair, no other passengers leaving the train, and the very weird feeling either he was being watched or he should be remembering something, but not what it is. None of it sat well with him. He patted himself down again, not for injuries this time but seeing what, if anything, had been left on his person. No proper communicator, no phaser, and he was dressed back in his uniform as if he hadn't taken it off to sleep. Nothing.
Nothing but the pocket watch/communicator/recorder still in his hand, held tight as it was his only link to... something. Bones, I'm pretty sure either I screwed up somehow, or someone got the jump on us. His thought was sarcastic in his mind, but a little part of him wondered just how much option A or B was true.
He looked up into the sky, eyes narrowed against the sunlight above. If the sun on this planet followed anything natural, it was getting late in the day and heading for nightfall. Maybe when night fell and the sky turned dark, he would have a better idea of where he was. He knew the stars from a variety of planets, their constellations and patterns, so if this really was Earth as the train and landscape suggested, he would know. Until then, he had to make a choice. Go back on the train and hope it took him somewhere else, or try to find someone in the deserted looking town. If the train stopped here, someone had to be out there, and he damn well planned to find them and hopefully get some answers. He had a crew back on the Enterprise, wherever she was, and he had to find a way home to them.
He just didn't know yet how futile that thought could prove to be.