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[onethatranaway]

Everyone, stay away from the fog. I repeat, do not go near that fog. Seal off your rooms, run to the bowling alley, hide in the library, just do not let that fog touch you. Not one hair. Oh, and keep away from the ventilation shafts if you can.

Everyone else who's been affected already, just ... try not to eat each other, all right?

Comments

[chesthecat]

Keep out of the ventilation shafts? Then how am I to get around?

[onethatranaway]

Ches! Been trying to get in touch with you. I don't suppose you can just ... evaporate through the doors, can you?

[radio]

[callmecrichton]

I went out in my module to try and get some fresh air, and that insane hunger went away. And you say it's the fog?

Dammit ... I won't be able to stay out here for long.

Re: [radio]

[onethatranaway]

How much air do you have left? Stay out as long as possible until we figure out how to vent this fog.

[empirical_data]

I do not absorb the air I breath for any other purpose than exhaust, and I do not get hungry. I should be fine.

[onethatranaway]

Brilliant, glad to have you onboard! Keep working on repairing those engines. We need them back online as soon as possible.

Are there others with you in the engine room?

[dominie]

What in Rassilon's name is going on! I can't sense anything except the reactions of those aboard and it's driving me to the point of frustration.

[onethatranaway]

It's the fog. Touch it and you get hungry. Really hungry. It's moving up from A Deck, spreading throughout the ship. I'm trying to figure out if there's some sort of mechanism for sealing off the individual levels.

I'm getting odd readings from it on the sonic screwdrier too. It's like it's almost sentient. Which isn't impossible, just a bit unlikely, but ... Anyways, I'm trying to locate its source. You said you're working on those engines?

[dominie]

Not just the fog. I mean the engines. The strange feelings that are affecting the humans. The fluctuations in the lighting. Something is very amiss and I can't quite put my finger on it.

Yes, we are. But even with the android and two of us there's not been substantial progress and that doesn't make sense either.

[onethatranaway]

I've noticed the lighting! It's a little odd. I swear it's getting lighter inside as we drift closer to the sun, but that doesn't make sense. Why would the sun affect the lights inside the ship?

There's something else at work here. I'm missing something. What am I missing?

[with_discipline]

It's permeated the library. [She was looking for engine repair books. :|]

[onethatranaway]

Oh, that’s not good. Are you okay? [The Doctor is kind of hoping she hasn't eaten the books yet if she's been affected. :|]

I suppose there’s always the bowling alley. I can’t seem to find it, though. Maybe if I hack into the main computer ...

We need to round everyone up and get them somewhere safe. Can you do that for me, T’Pol?

[with_discipline]

No. [She's convinced herself that there's no nutritional value i n paper and that trying isn't worth the effort. That may last another ten minutes. Maybe.] But I am managing.

I believe Mister Spock placed a tracer in the bowling alley - you may be able to discover it without by passing the computer systems.

We don't know anywhere that is safe, Doctor. [Testy testy testy. :|]

[onethatranaway]

Hang in there, T'Pol.

Good. Maybe if I bring up the senso

Aha! There we are. It's on the - oh.

... well, it's on B Deck, apparently, which, the last I saw, is completely taken over by the fog. I'll keep an eye on it though, see if it moves anytime soon. We should check if it's clean when we get the chance.

The shuttles are also apparently untouched, according to Crichton. We can herd some people into them. The air inside won't last for long, but it's better than sitting around getting hungry.