Nightshift 49: Megahit Movies
((From here.))
Spock managed to catch his balance as he stepped through the door, expecting to find some sort of hallway, as the maps he looked at once before on the bulletin had indicated. Although it was true he didn't regard those supposedly patient-made maps as absolute truth, Spock had not anticipated on walking into a room such as this one, either. Lightning flashed through the windows, briefly illuminating shelves that held a modest-sized set of boxes, many of which were scattered onto the floor. Spock held his light up, and his beam fell onto some of the damaged tiles on the floor.
They were no longer inside Landel's Institute, Spock realized. Dark eyes glanced over toward McCoy, though the Vulcan didn't immediately speak. Rather, he took a cautious step forward, studying the area carefully as a low rumble of thunder shook the walls. While he did not detect any lifeforms in the immediate vicinity, that did not mean they could let their guard down, either.
He approached the window that was near the door, gazing out into the torrent of rain. It was dark, and difficult to see, but another flash of lightning gave him a glimpse of some of the structures he recognized from Main Street.
"Fascinating," he murmured. "It appears we have been transported to Doyleton."
Spock managed to catch his balance as he stepped through the door, expecting to find some sort of hallway, as the maps he looked at once before on the bulletin had indicated. Although it was true he didn't regard those supposedly patient-made maps as absolute truth, Spock had not anticipated on walking into a room such as this one, either. Lightning flashed through the windows, briefly illuminating shelves that held a modest-sized set of boxes, many of which were scattered onto the floor. Spock held his light up, and his beam fell onto some of the damaged tiles on the floor.
They were no longer inside Landel's Institute, Spock realized. Dark eyes glanced over toward McCoy, though the Vulcan didn't immediately speak. Rather, he took a cautious step forward, studying the area carefully as a low rumble of thunder shook the walls. While he did not detect any lifeforms in the immediate vicinity, that did not mean they could let their guard down, either.
He approached the window that was near the door, gazing out into the torrent of rain. It was dark, and difficult to see, but another flash of lightning gave him a glimpse of some of the structures he recognized from Main Street.
"Fascinating," he murmured. "It appears we have been transported to Doyleton."