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Chapter 3 by kinkygeek kinkygeek

What do you find at the outpost?

A Bizarre Medical Laboratory

"What is this place?" you wonder aloud.

"Mr. Spock, what do make of this?" asks the Captain.

"Fascinating. We appear to be in some sort of advanced medical research laboratory," The Vulcan science officer says as he scans the rows of what appear to be diagnostic beds, computer banks and terminals, and medical instruments. The high-pitched whir of his tricorder echos eerily in the cold and dark chamber. The computer banks are silent, and the flashlight in your hand casts strange shadows across the walls. You spot what looks like a simple switch on the far wall and carefully make your way across the room to reach it.

"Hold on, Doe. What do you think you're doing?" Calhoun calls out sharply.

"Relax, I'm just turning on the lights," you respond nonchalantly.

"Wait! Don't..." she shouts in alarm, too late to prevent you from flipping the switch. Blinding lights flicker to life all around, computer banks hum, whir, and beep as they kick on, and screens fill with information written in an alien language. The Captain and science officer immediately begin to study the computer screens around them, but Ensign Calhoun stares straight at you, her expression livid as she strides across the room to stand an inch from your face.

"What the hell do you think you're doing, mister? You had no idea what that switch would activate!"

Calm down, Cally. Sheesh! I just wanted to turn on the lights. Everything's fine," you respond as reassuringly as you can. It doesn't seem to help much though, but just as Calhoun is about to open her mouth to verbally **** you again, you hear a slight hiss. Apparently she hears it too as she cuts her retort short and whips her head around to face the direction of the hissing sound.

"Captain, the air in this room is being contaminated with a potent aerosol anesthetic," the Vulcan science officer states in an annoyingly calm tone.

"Knockout gas," the Captain responds with a dramatic flare. "Spock, how much time do we have before we're rendered uncon... unconsc... unnnngghh."

You see the Captain slump to the ground just as the floor starts moving much closer to your face. You feel like you're floating as the prone forms of the other landing party members wobble in front of your eyes. The room swirls around you before fading to black.

You wake up...

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