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In the Hunt of Help

Posted on Wed Jul 12th, 2017 @ 12:56am by Lieutenant Kyra Blythe & Lieutenant Commander Elizabeth Cherenzhenko
Edited on on Sun Oct 1st, 2017 @ 1:02pm

Mission: CH 3: Visit To A Small Planet
Location: Sickbay
Timeline: MD 1, Time 2140

Kyra walked into Sickbay after using the manual override. Before she started to look for the doctor, she needed to look at what she had to work with. She knew a little of Federation medical technology from her time in their care after the Starbase 900 incident that she had nearly died in and from the conferences she had been attending. There was a cortical monitor that she could use to determine what was going on. The engineer was no doctor, but she was adept at making and enhancing implants. She had some ideas of what she could use to wake someone up without using medication or surgery. Before she could do that, she needed to know what the brain was doing. Even though their physiology was different from base lifeforms...the brains were quite similar allowing Kyra an insight as to what to expect. She looked through a couple of drawers and found the monitor she was looking for. Grabbing it, she tapped it seeing the device light up. Turning around, she started scanning Sickbay for the tall doctor.

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Sickbay
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Sickbay was silent, red flashing in eerie strobes in the semi-darkness of the now-muted Red Alert. Medical staff were strewn in various locations, either the bay proper or in back rooms, lying where they fell when the pulse had hit the ship. Those that had been in the bay seeking treatment for other ailments were slumped on the bio beds to which they’d been assigned.

Lily was on her stomach, sort of half in and half out of her office, one arm stretched above her and a gash on the right side of her head where it’d struck the doorframe as her body was going down. She’d been in the middle of treating a mild allergic reaction in one of the junior officers from Science, and the hypo she’d prepared after pulling up that ensign’s medical file was still in one hand, limp fingers closed loosely around its barrel. She was unmoving. Her eyes however moved rapidly beneath her closed eyelids, deep in REM.

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Dream state
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Cherenzhenko had had quite enough of the smarmy hero-worship from their guests. Leaving her glass where she’d set it on the table, she walked away from the group towards the door. She felt like she needed air (and a break from the ‘frivolity’) and so she let the door to the conference room open and stepped just outside, leaning against the wall and blowing a puff of air up her forehead to stir the hair there. Good grief…

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Sickbay
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Kyra finally found her sticking out of her office. The eerie strobes of red light against the fairness of Sickbay, besides the active bio-monitors on those with patients in the beds made ready for a horror story to regale to children. With her implants finally working correctly since they rebooted, she was able to determine the doctor was alive without having to feel for a pulse. She knelt down next to the doctor and tucked her left leg under her and leaned against her right leg. As the engineer rolled the limp doctor over, she noticed the large gash across her forehead, the blood now dried and a scab was starting to form.

Sticking the monitor to the side of the doctor's neck, Kyra synced the tricorder to the cortical monitor and then synced the tricorder to the PADD. She figured that she would be able to manipulate the engineering tricorder into a medical tricorder with the help of the user interface on the PADD. It would also allow her to send the data to a working device giving her the ability to get visualization of what was really truly going on. She scanned the doctor with the tricorder. Everything was coming back correctly that she was in a dream state. Obviously shaking or moving a person, which normally wakes someone up, wasn't enough this time to wake up the doctor.

Everything appeared normal. Her implant detected nothing except that the younger woman lying prone, strewn across the floor was unconscious. There was no magnetic or radiation fields that she could detect. All she could see was the REM pattern materialize as a harmonic frequency on the PADD. She felt defeated for a moment and rested against her leg. Her hand reached up to her neck and rubbed the stiff muscles. Not only did she ‘sleep’ wrong… there was this nagging headache that kept tugging at her to go back to sleep.

She stretched her neck allowing it to crack in the movement. Reaching for the hypospray, she saw that it full of an antihistamine and steroid mixture. A thought crossed her mind to grab another one and program it for a stimulant. Maybe that would be enough to wake the doctor. The motion to stand and grab a new hypospray was swift as she saw the loading station at the nurse's station. They were designed to operate on backup power when the main power went out. The tricorder medical database showed her the programming she was in need of. It made a swoosh sound as she did. Returning to the doctor, she depressed the administration button to the side of her neck and watched as the REM wave blipped but then leveled back out returning to the same as read previously on the PADD. A slight shift in the doctor’s biometric readings though indicated that stimulant was working in her system. Her heart rate was up, along with her blood pressure. It still wasn't enough to fully jar her.

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Dream state
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As Lily leaned against the wall outside the conference room, still annoyed, suddenly a sharp pain lanced behind her eyes. With a gasp the doctor’s hands went to her eyes as though she had just been hit with a migraine. The wall felt like it was warping behind her, the deck seemed to tilt upwards. She felt a hand and then pressure on the side of her neck and jerked up.....but there was no one there. A moment later and she suddenly, as if having some kind of flashback, saw Kyra on one knee in front of her....as though SHE herself were the one on the ground instead of Kyra. The visage lasted only a moment and then Lily was back in the corridor just outside the conference room. The hell had that been??

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Sickbay
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Kyra was baffled on what was going on. Without being able to figure it out with what she had and the fact that the stimulant obviously woke the doctor’s body up, the brain was still stuck, lodged in REM. She sat there tapping her finger on her chin as she started scanning all frequencies that her implant couldn’t read, and all things biological that she wasn’t able to see with her implant. That and carbon based life forms just baffled her. As much as she had been studying the humans and other species of the Alpha and Beta Quadrants, there was still much to learn about them and how their bodies actually worked. Most of the biological organs were actually the same in function and locations, but different how they were stimulated. Then the PADD lit up like super nova. She had found it!

There was something on the telepathic frequency that was inducing the REM sleep. “Explains why,” she stated out loud. Standing again, she walked over to one of the nurses in the main part of Sickbay and stuck another monitor on him. It confirmed her theory. They were all in an induced, shared REM via the telepathic link.

Shifting the nurse, she went into the drawer that had the cortical stimulator - something enough that would disrupt the brain waves without being detrimental to the body’s synapses and then an inhibitor that would be enough to actually block the signal. Her implants were doing that job right now since they rebooted as the Ekahl had built in protection against being captured and interrogated by the enemy. “That definitely explains that,” she mumbled, reminiscing on why she was so forgetful in the dream state.

She walked back to the doctor and knelt back down. The stimulator stretched across her forehead, just outside the dried gash. The inhibitor went behind her left ear, as the monitor was behind the right ear. Inverting the harmonics on the PADD, she sent the data to the stimulator, and pressed the charge button. Once it hummed to life, she inhaled sharply holding her breath as she pressed the button and watched as the doctor’s body lurched slightly. Her eyes darted to the PADD and looked at the life signs. It worked, but not completely. “Doctor, if you can hear me, hold on.”



 

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