Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-11055585-20161121012642/@comment-24852191-20161201190948


 * I walk into my quarters andd change out of my dinner whites and put on my standard duty uniform. I walk back towards the bridge. While walking along the central corridor of E deck, I get the feeling of something following me. I turn and look. Nothing, except for the usual amount of enlisted personnel and a handful of officers roaming the corridor. I turn around and continue to the bridge.