Acting Captains log
February 23, 2421
I am told that it is Stardate 98147.39 and should use such dating from this time forward.  Humans have a way of saying this so I will use there Phrasing. Where do I begin. The date was February 23, 2159. I have been thrust Two Hundred and Sixty-two years into the future. All my Shipmates are dead. I have managed to maintain life support on the bridge. Warp Drive is offline as is long range Communications. I cannot tell you my position.  A ship did answer the feeble destress call and is now towing me toward Vulcan space or will drop me off with the first Starfleet vessel we come across.
Of 52 souls I am the lone Survivor. I am a Vulcan I should not be losing control of my emotions. It is hard to know that so many died and yet you are alive. What makes it worse is not knowing if our sacrifice meant anything. Considering that Starfleet is still active, it is logical to assume we won the war with the Romulan. The next course of action will be to see if the Atlantis is worth Salvaging or refitting to this new era. I hope it can be.