Uhura sprinted down the corridors of Starfleet academy, her heart hammering in her chest. She could hear the footsteps of her pursuers only seconds behind her. She was a fast runner by human standards, but sooner or later she would tire and they knew that. She skidded round the corner reading the room numbers as she passed, 57, 58, 59! She threw herself through the half open doorway and slammed it shut behind her.
Holding her breath she prayed none of them knew which room was hers. The footsteps grew louder and then after what seemed like an age, quieter again. She breathed out slowly and collapsed to the floor. In retrospect perhaps mentioning the game in a room full of Klingons hadn't been her smartest move ever.