Chapter 2: A Fading Light
Part 2
When Miles came to, he was lying on a biobed in Julian's quarters, surrounded by the soft beeps and whirs of medical equipment. Julian was sitting in a chair beside him, a look of concern etched on his face. Miles tried to sit up, but a wave of dizziness washed over him, forcing him back onto the bed. "Easy, Miles," Julian said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "You've been out for a while. I've been running some tests, but I need to ask you some questions." Miles nodded, trying to clear his head. He looked around the quarters, taking in the familiar surroundings. He had been here many times before, but never like this. "What...what happened?" Miles asked, his voice weak. "You collapsed in the runabout," Julian replied. "I brought you here and ran some tests. Your vitals are stable, but you're showing some unusual readings. Your brain activity is...different." Miles's eyes widened. "Different? What do you mean?" Julian leaned forward. "Your brain waves are not matching any known pattern. It's as if...your brain is trying to compensate for something, but I'm not sure what." Miles's mind was racing. He had never heard of anything like this before. "Could it be something to do with the station?" he asked. Julian shook his head. "I've checked for any station-wide anomalies, but everything seems normal. I'm starting to think it's something...personal." Miles felt a shiver run down his spine. Personal? What could that mean? Just then, the door to Julian's quarters beeped. "Come in," he called out. The door slid open, and Chief Odo walked in. "Julian, I heard about Miles's condition. How is he doing?" Julian filled Odo in on the situation, and the shapeshifter listened intently. When Julian finished, Odo turned to Miles. "Miles, I think I may be able to help. I've been reviewing the station's security footage, and I think I may have found something." Miles's eyes locked onto Odo's. "What is it?" Odo's expression was serious. "It seems that you were acting strangely before you collapsed. You were...moving differently. Almost as if you were being controlled." Miles's heart skipped a beat. Controlled? What did Odo mean? "What do you think is going on, Odo?" Julian asked. Odo's eyes narrowed. "I think we may have a problem on our hands. One that requires further investigation." As Odo began to explain his theory, Miles felt a sense of unease growing inside him. What was happening to him? And who - or what - was behind it?