Night 59: M-B Block Hallway

[mustbethesuit]

[From here.]

Peter left the room thinking very deep thoughts. Most of which entailed speculation on the origins of the pink glow he had just been assaulted by. As much as he hated himself for it, he couldn't help but keep coming back to the Matrix. Maybe they just changed something. Turned the halls into mazes.

Buzz.

MREOWWWWWW!"JESUS

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[doneinthree]

[from here]

He was trying not to focus on the details. Don't think about what's going to happen. Don't think about what he meant by people getting selected to help. Don't think about nightly experiments and brainwashing. Don't think about the corridors being empty, or not being able to hear anything except your own breathing. One of Kirk's strengths, as unenviable as it might seem, was his ability to dispense with the thinking and just act. Which he did now, flashlight held before him, taking the hallways at a brisk walk and not even stopping when the sirens blared throughout the building.

Not at first, anyway. Sirens weren't something which rattled a Starfleet officer, even a newly minted one, but sirens were expected on a starship, not in a hospital. Kirk spun around on the spot, looking for the source of the alarm, and felt his jaw tighten when a familiar female voice began to warble disjointedly at them. "What the hell...?"

Code Red. Like mobilized wordplay, a pink glow suddenly came towards him, streaking along the