…not as we know it.

*

…Moments later the bars of blue light shimmered into three tightly clad figures.

Kirk, glanced expectantly around the room and sighed.

Spock arched a ‘well-manicured’ eye-brow skyward.

“An empty writing room,” pronounced Sulu, somewhat redundantly.

Kirk’s handheld communication unit twittered into life.

“Better check the co-ordinates on that one Scottie, I asked for ‘enterprising room’, dammit!”

Meantime, Spock had slithered over to the window and was peering through the white-blue light.

“Captain, no, wait…”

“What is it Spock?” asked Kirk moving toward the window.

“Well, it’s life Jim, but…” smiled Sulu, who was already there.

*