Jared
A small crowd of bridge crewmen had congregated around the communications officer's station, as they watched him scribble down the last few notes of the long line of Morse code they received.
"Well? What does it say?" One of the crewmen asked, "Give me a second!" The communications officer replied, adjusting his glasses. "Looks like the phonetic alphabet? ..pretty mangled too, I think it says IF ANYONE RECEIVES THIS PLEASE HELP." He then spun his chair around to face the captain, as the crowd dispersed to their crew stations.
The captain pondered for a second before giving his orders, "Well? Ask if they're in distress, to see if anyone's still at the controls." Upon this note, the PARK maneuvered in front of its sister ships, flashing its port navlights at the vessel in Morse code.
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