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Then, blessed silence. The viewscreen returned to a normal starfield.

What had silenced the bridge was the voice. star trek discovery channel

He tapped the PADD. The screen showed footage of Ensign Tilly in the mess hall, tripping over a vacuum tube while carrying a tray of replicated pizza. A voiceover growled: “Here, the young Ensign, in her natural habitat. Note the frantic, energy-wasting arm-flail—a defense mechanism against the terrifying ‘Hot Cheese’ predator.” Then, blessed silence

Lieutenant Saru, his threat ganglia twitching violently, pointed a trembling finger. “Captain, we… we inadvertently crossed a subspace frequency. The crystal—it’s not a natural formation. It’s a relay . A reality-altering broadcast tower. Every ship within five light-years is receiving this channel. We can’t change it. It’s… locked.” He tapped the PADD

Saru raised a brow. “Captain, I believe my detailed log of yesterday’s atmospheric particulate analysis could be weaponized in this manner.”

But somewhere, in the depths of that crystal relay, a sleepy British voice murmured to itself: “Fascinating. The Burnham Alpha retreats, but the pack’s secrets remain… for next time. Same Nebula Time, Same Nebula Channel.”

Burnham stood up. “Options?”