Wherever he is, it's dark and unpleasant. His boots push though what must be an inch or two of water, and he feels along the wall as he goes.
"Lights." No luck. "Computer, lights," he tries louder, but he has the feeling that he's not anywhere aboard the Enterprise. This place seems to have more in common with a 19th century sewer system than a starship. The walls, as he moves his hands along them, seem to be covered in a fine layer of mildew.
He gropes his way halfway across the room before he finds a hatch of some kind. It has a large wheel in place of a handle. A ship, maybe, but not a starship. The door doesn't budge easily, but once he throws his weight into it, the wheel turns and he can finally pull open the door.
He squints against the harsh fluorescent lighting in the next room. He can see someone up ahead. That's the best news he's had since he got here.
"Hello! I'm afraid I'm..." He lifts his foot to step into the room, observing sourly the water dripping out of the side of his boot. "...a little lost."
testing, testing
"Lights." No luck. "Computer, lights," he tries louder, but he has the feeling that he's not anywhere aboard the Enterprise. This place seems to have more in common with a 19th century sewer system than a starship. The walls, as he moves his hands along them, seem to be covered in a fine layer of mildew.
He gropes his way halfway across the room before he finds a hatch of some kind. It has a large wheel in place of a handle. A ship, maybe, but not a starship. The door doesn't budge easily, but once he throws his weight into it, the wheel turns and he can finally pull open the door.
He squints against the harsh fluorescent lighting in the next room. He can see someone up ahead. That's the best news he's had since he got here.
"Hello! I'm afraid I'm..." He lifts his foot to step into the room, observing sourly the water dripping out of the side of his boot. "...a little lost."