Science Officer’s Log Stardate 2402.11. Captain D’Antonio, with consent from Republic authorities, has ordered me, Lieutenant Commander Artin, and Lieutenants th’Zerin and Brell, to investigate the ‘heartbeat’ resonance we detected when traveling through the corridor. After searching through the data from Everest, I discovered that they did not detect the resonance when they traveled through the corridor.

T’Ren sat poised at the helm of the Magnolia, her posture rigid, her eyes fixed on the fluctuating scarlet and orange ahead as the small craft drifted with the low hum of the impulse engines as it neared the nebular wall. Their objective was straightforward: to investigate the resonance signature and determine its origin.

The cockpit sounded almost like the bridge of the Typhoon; however, the beeps of the sensor systems were more noticeable.

“Commander,” Ensign Jalen Osei stated, voice cut through the quiet, urgent yet controlled, “We’re getting echo returns on our scans. The patch itself is reflecting sensor energy like a wall of mirrors.” Although not a scientist like his colleagues, the sensor systems engineer knew when something was out of the ordinary on any ship’s systems, no matter the size.

“That’s consistent with my findings,” spoke Lieutenant Syissa ch’Zerin, her voice calm and deliberate. The subspace mechanic could detect the smallest flux in subspace, warp fields, or exotic particles. With the systems on the shuttle pod.

“What are you seeing, Lieutenant?” T’Ren asked, her voice precise but urgent.

ch’Zerin sat still, not answering immediately, “I’m seeing a misalignment in subspace layers by… three, maybe four strata. That is completely out of the norm of nebula with similar patterns.”

T’Ren settled the runabout safely from the nebular wall as she stood from the helm console. Sitting at the science console, she began her own scans. Inclining her head she spoke with a calm precision, “I, too, have detected something… out of the norm. There is a variance in the tachyon flux.” She paused as her eyes and fingers tried to isolate the data. “It’s repeating in six-point-zero-nine intervals. Lieutenant Brell commence a tetyron phase discriminator.”

“Yes, ma’am,” she responded. Tara Brell is a quantum physicist, but knows various fields including astroenergitics. In the compartment directly to the rear of the cockpit, she stood at the console as she started up the discriminator. Her hands poised as she looked for what was causing the variation in the tachyon flux.

“Uh, Commander…,” started Lieutenant Commander Artin, “I’m detecting a fluctuation in gravitic shear harmonics.” As the head of stellar sciences, he knew nearly every field relating to stars and space.

T’Ren raised her brow; her voice held no trace of emotion. “Elaborate, doctor.”

“I can’t explain it,” he said, his eyes scanning the data, “the gravitic shear harmonics, are fluctuating.”

Ensign Osei’s voice cut through the technical terms stated, “I’ve recalibrated short and long range sensors.”

Artin shook his head after a few seconds. “I’m still detecting a shift. It’s not substantial, but it’s growing at an exceptional rate,” Artin paused. Given the data collected when traveling through the corridor there was only one conclusion to be drawn. Although he hesitated. Unsure if an unproven hypothesis carried weight but experience taught him that often the unproven were merely just waiting to be proven. “The corridor is moving.”