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Nightshift 45: West Wing, South Hall 1-A
[From here]
Tyki headed through the double doors into the next hallway, still not seeing anything or anyone around this place. The area was still as empty and boring as ever. He'd almost wish for the head doctor to switch around the lay-out of the place a bit, if only it weren't for the fact that figuring out what was where would be a real pain. Especially on the rare occasion he would need to be somewhere, and considering the guy's excellent sense of timing...
[To here]
Tyki headed through the double doors into the next hallway, still not seeing anything or anyone around this place. The area was still as empty and boring as ever. He'd almost wish for the head doctor to switch around the lay-out of the place a bit, if only it weren't for the fact that figuring out what was where would be a real pain. Especially on the rare occasion he would need to be somewhere, and considering the guy's excellent sense of timing...
[To here]
no subject
The mission should be first and foremost anyway. It didn't matter what Commander Spock was wearing or what Chekov was wearing: the mission at hand was the most important thing. Especially if it included the rescuing of a Starfleet Captain from the confines of his own mind. Especially if it meant keeping the chain-of-command where it was, and not declaring the Captain unfit for duty due to temporary and possibly permanent insanity.
Chekov drew his map out of his pocket, lit his flashlight and studied it for a moment. M66, M66... He pointed his flashlight down one end of the hallway, then the other, then turned to his right.
"This way, Commander," he said.
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