"I met with my colleagues for a brief meal that unfortunately happened at Monk's. This is usually not an issue, but the illogic of my colleagues has never been in question and the situation degenerated into Mr Chan being shot by Inspector Kojak over the results of the so called 'dodgeball' game. Madame Neji and myself excused ourselves from the situation, my tricorder is not a medical one and furthermore neither of us have the medical skills necessary to have been able to help Mr Chan. I realize that this may sound cold and heartless as I often must to many of my colleagues, but in this situation specifically, it is known that Mr Chan is more than able to heal himself. That, or we would run into that fascinating Doctor Watson who would give his medical expertise.

It was then that we heard the screaming from the hallway and we went to investigate, only to find that the young Mr Chesterly and the young Mr Isaac. They were being dragged around by a large dog who I've had the dubious pleasure to meet before, one Rufus from the K-9 unit. Apparently Mr Isaac was taking care of Rufus for some time, but even the two men together could not restrain him. Madame Neji picked up the leash and the dog fell still. Unfortunately, this was still not enough and the canine lept onto Mr Chan. Because combined efforts could not free him, I moved forwards and applied pressure to one of the nerves on the dog's throat, causing the beast to fall unconcious for a short amount of time. We then pushed the dog off of Mr Chan and went upstairs at the your call."

"When I arrived at the bus depot, I was wearing a long white robe with a strip torn off one of the hems to tie around my head. I was, of course, claiming to look for aquatic wildlife in Domremy, and the driver accepted this without question. Upon entering the bus and sitting down, I observed that Mr Isaac had disguised himself as a farmer, and was speaking in a curiously low voice. Madame Neji had borrowed a cassock from the church and was posing as a priest going on a pilgrimage to the Domremy convent, and finally Mr Chan had grabbed a briefcase and was sitting aloof from the rest of us, disguising himself as Mr Chan."

"The driver put on a video of a dog show which sent Rufus into a fit, and Madame Neji and I both allowed ourselves to sink into meditation. It is lucky that we did. If anyone was going to be childish enough to ask with every draw breath "Are we there yet?", I luckily didn't hear it.

Upon arriving in Domremy, we were met by the mayor, Mr Simon (Bwahahahahaha! ). He welcomed us to the town and offered suggestions of what would be the most enjoyable way for people to spend their time, at least, to what our disguises suggested. We acquired our rooms, already having spent half of our stipend, ("Damnit!") and were about to leave to investigate the town when we were met by the eminent Doctor Watson who had arrived earlier that morning. Doctor Watson went immediately to work, questioning the mayor on every detail he could think of ("Damn that Watson!") as the rest of us dispersed throughout Domremy.

I followed Mr Chan to the sheriff's office as I believed while wounded, he should not attempt his usual 'stunts' and damage himself more. ("Damnit Jackie!") Surprisingly, all Mr Chan did was follow his disguise to set up a chain of the resturant Warchon Wok in Domremy. Statisfied that Mr Chan has seen the error of his ways, or at least, that he would not harm himself at this current point in time, I started off towards the convent to which I had heard Madame Neji and Mr Isaac depart for. They, logically, arrived first.

I must mention at this point in time that Mr Isaac appears to be somewhat of a bigot. On my approach to the church, I could hear him being extremely derogatory towards any sort of religious practices. If I felt any emotions, I would say that I was extremely insulted, but as the case may be it nearly caused an incident between Mr Isaac and Madame Neji. She refuted his contentions, but provided new evidence in the last three minutes of her speech. As Mr Isaac did not point out this fact through any of his regular or irregular heckling methods, I did not take it into account. ("Damnit Saavik! What in the hell are you yammering on about?!") At this point, they disappeared through the main door at the bidding of Nix, one of the pastor’s disciples.

I entered soon afterwards, early enough to see Madame Neji slip into a confessional booth ("Damnit, again?!") and I was forced to wait and listen to Mr Isaac continue his long string of vicious remarks."

*

Meanwhile, somewhere else in the Precinct 13 building, Neji is doing some soul-searching of her own. In a valiant attempt to document her experiences before they, too, flee her mind, her quill flies across a formerly clean sheet of parchment as the final details of the strike team's operation begin to fall into place in her mind.

Sitting in her darkened office, Neji wonders if this is truly the end of the saga to which she alone has been privy or if there is more to this story that has yet to be told. She only knows of one person in the near vicinity who might be able to tell her, and so she blows out the lone candle and leaves her office…

*

"When Madame Neji emerged from the booth a good hour later ("Damnit! Is there something I need to know about? Did she look for any tall buildings in the area?") , the three of us we ushered to the back of the room by the curious Mr Nix. He asked if we were there to see the pastor, and upon receiving assent, took us into the rectory. Mr Nix was asked to leave us, and the pastor turned around to introduce himself as Pastor Sybok. He enquired to our business in Domremy, to which we all gave the answers that best fit with our disguises, and in fitting with Madame Neji’s role they made plans to meet and speak again later."

"I believe that at this point Mr Isaac went off towards the Sheriff’s office for his own reasons; in any case, Madame Neji and I went to Wanuskewin. Pastor Sybok had mentioned that there were some men out there who practiced pagan rituals, so she and I went to investigate. We met a man there by the name of Greycloud and it was Madame Neji’s turn to act like a rude, uncouth, legal assistant. She began to insult Mr Greycloud’s religion and as a direct action, he ordered her to leave his land. She showed that she had some backbone by actually following through with the request. At this time, however, Mr Chan joined me in Wanuskewin and Greycloud continued."

"When Doctor Watson left the Way Inn, he went towards the Rance Ranch where the widow of the former Sheriff still resided. He met with her, a Madame Joan of Arc, and began to question her about the events surrounding her husband’s death. Although the woman has been known to hear voices in her head and occasionally follow their whims, he took for face value her words denouncing the new Sheriff, the new Mayor, and the new Pastor. Then with what I suppose was his usual pedantic way, he set out with his umbrella, illogical, because the weather was quite pleasant, for the Sheriff’s office.

At the office at this time was Mr Chan who was still discussing the benefits that a Warchon Wok would bring to the community ("Damnit Jackie! You aren’t supposed to promote your business during police duty work!") and Mr Isaac who had appeared from the convent. The good Doctor began to speak to the Sheriff about the recent events of the town, but before he could get any in depth analysis into their conversation, there was an explosion from one of the guest cabins on the lake. The group ran to see what happened, and Watson alone noticed that there was a van hidden in the woods.

On closer investigation, it was revealed that the van was one of many used by Papa John’s pizza. His two newest associates revealed themselves to Watson: Little Caesar, a short man in a toga, and Mrs Vanelli’s, a tall woman in a green dress. They were looking for Mr Isaac, specifically Mr Isaac with Rufus. ("Damnit Wheatie!") Misters Isaac and Chan joined in the battle and the three of them took down the newest pizza icons in the city of Cormus. Doctor Watson and Mr Isaac then returned to the Way Inn to eat while Mr Chan trekked out to Wanuskewin.

Upon arrival at Wanuskewin, Mr Chan and I learned a little about Greycloud’s culture, and were in fact offered a chance to participate in a little ritual. Mr Chan immediately agreed, and I mentioned that I would be interested in perhaps observing. We were told that we needed to bring some densely packed wheatgrass for the ritual, such that grew in the nearby Fanghorn forest, and to return at around midnight. Agreeing to these requests, we too turned back for the Way Inn and our nightly meal."

"Our meal was for the most part uneventful. Doctor Watson was making some rude remarks towards the Pastor but otherwise there was nothing out of the ordinary. I believe that Mr Isaac’s chicken got loose and started fighting with Mr Isaac’s vacuum cleaner."

"After dinner we went on a hunt for the so-called werewolves that inhabited Fanghorn Forest. Rufus dragged Mr Isaac through the forest and we were at the other side at a cave that was named aptly the "Cave Inn". Watson asked us to go inside because he believed that we wanted to find was in there, so listening to what we wrongly supposed was good advice, we entered the cave.

Inside we found a pile of rocks built to an alarming height and beside them, a note. Mr Isaac flew in to grab the note and came back, reading it to us. It instructed us to turn around to see our doom, and in doing so we saw the Mouth through a hole in the top of the cave. He threw a grenade down in the cave, causing the rock pile to tumble over and trapping us in a cave in."

"We could not escape from the rocks ourselves and I could hear that there were more rockslides happening further down in the cave. It was imperative that we got out immediately or we would have been crushed. Unfortunately, the only access to the outside was a small crack that none of us could fit through. We were lucky that Mr Isaac’s menagerie were with him at the time, and the good Doctor reminded us that we should put a note onto the chicken’s back before we released him to find help.

The chicken and the vacuum cleaner were released into the wild. I would have pointed out the illogic of relying on them had we had any other option. I can infer what happened during the chicken’s run for freedom because my hearing is much superior to that of my colleagues. ("Damnit Saavik! We know your ears are good!") Even though the vacu… at a look from Neji, Saavik clears her throat softly the Roomba, got stuck in the passageway Little Isaac escaped to the surface. As soon as he emerged, the wargs – for that is what the ‘werewolves’ are, howled and began the chase. I did not mention this to Mr Isaac as he is prone to emotional displays, especially surrounding his group of animals.

The warg caught up with Little Isaac, who held his own in the battle considerably well. He was aided by the Roomba who had also finally gotten through the crevice in the rocks. Together, the two of them managed to defeat the warg, and they continued on together. At this point, the rocks around us collapsed totally, I assume knocking us all unconscious. I cannot continue the narrative until I awoke."

"Upon joining with my colleagues in the kitchen of Mr Ben’s home, we decided that it was imperative that we return to Domremy immediately because the citizens of the town may be placing themselves in danger looking for us. We thanked our benefactor and left, hurrying through the forest and returning easily to the Way Inn. Here again we split up. I am not entirely sure what Mr Isaac and Watson did, there are some inferences I can make and I will, Sir, when I get to the next actions of theirs that I know."

"Mr Chan and I went back to Wanuskewin to meet with Greycloud. On our trek back through the forest I gathered the plant material that we needed to bring. Mr Chan seemed excited to participate in what we knew at that point as the ritual, and I was there because it seemed that a member of law enforcement may have to be. Earlier, Pastor Sybok had shared his suspicions with me over the religious practices of the natives of Wanuskewin, and he cautioned me to be extremely careful. I carried with me my communicator with which I could call both the Sheriff and the Pastor if anything had happened. Unfortunately, I could not contact any of my colleagues as the only other one with a mobile communications device would be Mr Chan.

Greycloud led us towards a mountain range that he called the "Great Barrier". He said that behind it was where their ritual would take place. When we were ascending through the mountain, there were two paths. I was dismayed to find that Mr Chan had decided upon behavior that I had previously assumed he would not undertake."

"Upon reaching the other side and being past the Great Barrier, Mr Chan removed his shirt and allowed the other men to paint him with the symbols that I could not translate. They began to smoke from a pipe, and because I did not know how long it would be, I signaled the Pastor and the Sheriff to come observe.

It was obvious to me that Pastor Sybok had been correct in his suspicions that these people were worshipping the dark god Dagobros.

The men danced and smoked for nearly twenty minutes while I watched, and then the stopped. A couple of them went to get a struggling figure bound tightly in a blanket and Greycloud pulled a wicked-looking knife from his belt, saying that it was time to make the sacrifice.

He loosened the blanket, allowing us to see the bovine trapped there, but before they were able to go any further in the heinous act, Pastor Sybok arrived with the Sheriff and some of his disciples from the Church, dressed in hooded white robes with red flames emblazoned upon them. The Sheriff had his shotgun aimed directly at Greycloud’s chest, apparently the town had their suspicions about these natives for a while and all they had needed was proof to be sure. Oddly enough, the Sheriff wanted to shoot Greycloud, and I was surprised that Pastor Sybok wasn’t doing anything to stop him.

I argued with Pastor Sybok, saying that even if these men are misguided in their religious principles, that there is no reason to specifically cause their deaths. The law is there for a reason, and that reason is to deal with situations such as these. He tried to stay the hand of the Sheriff, but the man appeared possessed by a need to take blood. The Sheriff shot Greycloud.

Mr Chan and I went to him, and we found that he was not dead. At that moment, Doctor Watson and Mr Isaac appeared on the crest of the ridge. I can only assume that the psychic energy that Sybok later showed to possess was enough to call Mr Isaac’s new abilities to our location. Being that it was over a mountain range, I can only infer that he grabbed the Doctor and flew. It was the Doctor who exclaimed that Pastor Sybok was under arrest on conspiracy and attempted murder. ("Damn that Watson! He’s not a police officer!") The Pastor responded that he wasn’t, but instead of backing down and defending himself in court, he revealed a champion to fight for him and in his name."

As the fight continued, it appeared that we may actually be unable to stop Neji, the Pastor, and Mr Chan. Mr Isaac took a beating from Neji ("Damnit Neji!"), although when he moved away the only person who could reach him was Mr Chan, who pursued Mr Isaac. The boy was easily knocked out ("Damnit Wheatie!"). Sir, I’m not entirely certain you should be putting such a young boy in the line of such terrible danger. Although he obviously has the skills for battle, his mental fortitude has much to be desired.

At this point, the Doctor had managed to sneak behind Pastor Sybok and leveled his revolver at the back of the Pastor’s head. I feel that I should formally point out, Sir, that having non-members of the police appear on our missions is a procedural nightmare. Any proper police officer would know that death is not our objective. The position that Watson was in was one in which he had total control. He was behind the Pastor, without the other man’s knowledge. It would have been simple enough to wound the other man in the arm, the leg…any other area of his body that would not have caused death.

It would have been a great benefit for us to have taken Pastor Sybok alive. We could find out what exactly he tried to do to Neji and Mr Chan, or the extent of the Army of the Light. The Doctor has obviously gone on a bit of a power trip, trying to force us to rely on his ‘deductive’ abilities to learn these facts that would be easily enough done had Sybok still been among the living.

*

It wasn't until she was half-way back to her office that Neji remembered she hadn't actually gotten to talk to the Chief at all. Oh well, that would wait for another day...

*

Upon sitting at her desk, Saavik closes her tricorder with something that suspiciously sounds like a sigh, resting her head in her hands.

Note: Special thanks to Saavik and Neji for writing this summary.

Simon
Race: Deksiilan
Affiliation: Mayor of Domremy
When not busy directing the people of Domremy, based mostly on the authority derived from his name, Simon spends his time running the Way Inn. This is the only hotel within Domrermy, and serves as a focal point for the small community. Having been bred and raised within this rural environment, Simon displays many of the characteristics commonly associated with country towns, including a serious drawl and a wardrobe made up mostly of flannel. In addition to a shirt made of this very material, Simon usually wears blue jeans, cowboy boots and a ridiculously large belt buckle. His description also involves shaggy blond hair and a rather patchy beard.

Sheriff Dawson
Race: Deksiilan
Affiliation: Sheriff of Domremy
As the only local law enforcement within the small community of Domremy, Sheriff Dawson tends to have a rather inflated view of his own importance. He also has a rather inflated physique, which only barely manages to fit into his beige sheriff's uniform. Befitting someone of his station, Dawson is rarely seen without his white cowboy hat or his trusty shotgun. When not busy laying down the law, Sheriff Dawson seems prone to advocating the economic benefits of gambling and smoking ridiculously large cigars. He also seems willing to do almost anything that Simon says.

Sarpedon
Race: Loracian
Affiliation: Doom Priest
The public record contains very little information on the master criminal known only as Sarpedon. It is believed that he was responsible for an attempt to assassinate the President of Deksiil during his visit to Cormus 30 years ago. Only some bad luck prevented this plan from being successful, and it remains one of the city's most infamous crimes. Sarpedon's motives for planning such a deed remain unclear, but rumours at the time suggested he was part of some dark cult that was intent on descending Deksiil into anarchy. When pressed into combat, Sarpedon often dons the dark, spiked armor of his order. This also includes a horned helmet and a rippling cape, emblazoned with the symbol of a lidless eye, burning with infernal fire.

Sybok
Race: Vulcan
Affiliation: Pastor of Domremy
Officially a missionary representing the Church of Cormus, Sybok was sent out to Domremy as part of the church's plan to bring the outlying communities surrounding the city back into the Light. In truth, Sybok harbors a hidden agenda to eradicate all forms of pagan religions in order to create Shakaree - his own brand of paradise. To achieve this end, Sybok created the Army of the Light, and coerced the villagers to enlist. Of course, Sybok would say that he merely liberated the minds of his flock by sharing and exorcizing their deepest pain. In keeping with his role as the town's pastor, Sybok maintains a rather dramatic appearance, complete with a hooded white robe, jewelled strap armor and a dignified black beard. His pointed ears are only slightly more off-putting than his often inappropriate laughter.

Greycloud
Race: Deksiilan
Affiliation: Native of Wanuskewin
Greycloud represents the natives who once flourished within the area where Domremy is now located. Most of their land has been signed over to the government, with too little money provided in return. Only the sacred site of Wanuskewin remains the property of Greycloud's people. Greycloud feels further disenfranchised by the attempts of the Domremy church to convert his people to their faith, as opposed to the Dagobros worship that has long been the tradition of the tribe. An older man, Greycloud has dark hair pulled back in two braids, a weathered face and wears horsehide clothing.

Ben
Race: Deksiilan
Affiliation: Adventurer
Ben Gates can best be described as something of an enigma. Within academic circles, he's regarded as some sort of a kook with a passion for historical artifacts. Within the social spheres of Domremy, he's known only as an eccentric hermit with a nice house. In truth, Ben would be more prone to describe himself as a treasure protector. He's certainly qualified for the job, with degrees in both engineering and history. Ben is also said to have a background in theology. Despite having such an amazing resume, Ben has a rather nondescript appearance. This includes a blue denim jacket, a black sweater and blue jeans. Some would say that his brown hair is somewhat thinning on top, but this is far from confirmed.