Quill frowned when the door to the secondary Communications Access room didn’t automatically open when he pressed his palm to the entry panel. He pulled his hand away and tried it again. Unease began to fill him and he hesitatingly reached up to tap the communicator he was wearing. He paused over the button as he debated whether to notify Adalard. Deciding to proceed with caution, he tapped his communicator.
“What is it?” Adalard answered.
“I’m not sure, sir. I’m on Sublevel 3 at the Secondary Communications Access room. I ran diagnostics on all the systems before we departed the planet’s orbit, and I noticed an unusual signal that was transmitted from the ship. I traced it to this room, but the access door won’t open. I-I thought since you asked me to keep things quiet that I should inf
