*** Holodeck 1...Temporary Sickbay * USS Chimera *** Rangi set the last boxes of Asinolyathin into a neat stack , righting the top most one which was upside down. She patted it into place and ran her eye along the shelf. {Delactovine...Cordrazine ...Hydrocortilene.... Hypercoagulin } She mentally checked them off, her finger following the line as she read each name.drugs to to treat burns, concussion, radiation poisoning, { Terakine..Masiform D...Triptacederin...} "Losorin.." she mumured and lifted a box from its place, studying the information printed on the side. {...counteract mental disorientation...5mg...extreme.....mmmm..} She returned the slim box to its place next to the Rexalin and continued on along the line. She was double checking but satisfied at last that all was correct, she stepped back, her hands at her sides. (Well...that seems to be everything} she told herself and heard the holodeck door behind her 'swoosh' open. Glancing over her shoulder she saw it was Scott and turning to him asked: " The phase modulated lasers...how many did you say we had?" Scott walked towards her in his easy stride. "Rangi?" he said. Scott looked at her...through her..and turned away, glancing around the holodeck. She felt smothered, suffocated, as if she was drowning in a thick enveloping fog. " Now...where's she gone?" Scott said to himself and moved away towards a make shift screen that seperated a surgical area from the rest of the temporary bay."Rangi?" he called. "I'm.... here" she said, making a huge effort, fighting for her voice. Rangi heard her words...but knew she had not spoken. She couldnt move a single muscle but felt her lungs burning, almost ready to explode so tight was the pressure in them. Scott reappeared from behind the screen and Rangi stumbled forward, gasping a breath, clutching at the benchtop with shaking hand. He was beside her in a moment, gripping her arm to steady her and bending to see her face, concern on his plain to see. "What's wrong? " he asked quickly, seeing her swallow, her face pale and shocked. He waited a moment, fearful that she would fall, then risked letting go of her and ran for a tricorder on the opposite bench. "What happened?" he asked flicking it open. Rangi leaned her head into her hands. "I dont know." she said feebly, feeling her head pounding. She looked up and met Scotts gaze."I'm alright now." She straightened up and her colour began to return. "No you're not." he said, looking at the readings of the scan. "I am." she insisted, though feeling a little sick, and took a deep breath. Scott wasnt convinced and said as he checked the tricorder."Come and sit down at least...tell me what happened." Rangi allowed herself to be led to a biobed. She perched on the edge of it, pressing her hand to her forehead. "I dont know exactly." she said closing her eyes for a second or two. He waited for her to continue. "I was checking the supplies...." she pointed vaguely in the direction she had occupied. "...and heard you come in. I asked about the...the...whatever it is...the modulated laser..and then I couldnt move." She looked up at him. " I could see you..you came right up to me..and I couldnt move an inch." They exchanged a troubled look. "You weren't in here." Scott said simply. "The place was empty when I came in." Rangi pressed her hand to her throat and took another calming breath. Scott switched the tricorder off, satisfied that she was not in need of medical attention. "Shall I call Commander Guzman?" he asked, thinking that from both a personal and official reason thats what she would want. "No no." she responded. "It's alright." "Sure?" he queried. "Yes..I'll make a report....its alright Scott..its passed..whatever it was." She stood up from the edge of the biobed and forced a weak smile. " Temporal anomaly?" she asked. Scott, still concerned for her, flickered a smile back but said nothing. *** End Log *** LtCmdr Rangi Summers CMO/2XO USS Chimera & Ltjg Scott Fisher AMO USS Chimera (npc) Rangi