As Darrin ran and danced, he hear a great booming voice shouting, "Make way, Make way."  Seeing a craw space, he giggled and doing as the voice said, tucked himself into the hole.  Glancing around he wondered at the panels and lights, delighted at their whirling pattern and bits of flash.  Though, soon tired of that, he called out, "Cathidy, come find meeee."  Wondering where the Ensign lady had gone.<br/><br/>He bite softly into the side of his cheek as he tucked his knees under his chin and played with his toes.  His mind was all mixed up.  He hadn't had so much fun since he had played with Jonah at Papa's house, but...Papa... was gone many  years now.  Yet, he wasn't.  He tried to understand.  He remembered, or sort of did a bad time of pain, but his mind refused to go there.  Then there was Star Fleet and that made him smile.  And the Campatan and Mata.  His smile grew.  Mata was nice.  But, everything was not right.  It felt like way too much was in his head.<br/><br/>Heaving a sigh he asked,  =/\=Computer?=/\=<br/><br/>=/\=Yes, young Darrin?"=/\=<br/><br/>=/\=What's happened to me?=/\=<br/><br/>=/\=No one is quite sure yet Young Darrin.  It appears that the ship has been bombarded with some form of Chronatron force.  The different departments are working to solve the problem, however, many life forms have either grown older or grown younger as a result of that bombardment.=/\=<br/>=/\=Why?=/\=<br/><br/>=/\=That information is not known at this time.=/\=<br/><br/>Pursing his lips, he whispered, with big eyes.  =/\=Am I gonna die?=/\=<br/><br/>=/\=That information is not known at this time.=/\=<br/><br/>=/\=I'm scared.=/\=<br/><br/>=/\=That is not an uncommon reaction of human's of your age group.=/\=<br/><br/>Darrin nodded then asked.  =/\=Computer, will you tell me a story?=/\=<br/><br/>=/\=What sort of story do you wish to hear?=/\=<br/><br/>His fear forgotten in the excitement, he elaborated,=/\= Somefin  wif spacemen, and aliens, and ships and princthesses, and all stuff.=/\=<br/><br/>=/\=A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away...It is a period of Civil War.  Rebel spaceships,... =/\= the computer began.<br/><br/>Smiling, Darrin lay back with his head lying on his arms and listened to the ancient epic.