Prologue

"Spock! Spock!"

Jim was gasping. His lungs burned, begging for oxygen. His legs felt like they were tearing apart, his tendons ripping and his knees aching. The dizziness in his head threatened to overcome him, and he found himself stumbling, disoriented. There was something…something he had to do. What was it?

A bright light suddenly appeared, and he brought a hand up to shield his eyes. Instantly, he knew what was happening.

"No!" he shouted.

That was it.

That was all he remembered.