The distant throb of the so-called Warp 5 engine, in the first ship to carry it, had long ago become virtually unnoticed. A recent action had brought a plethora of new noises and caused the ship to shake and lurch violently. In the flashing red and blue light a figure appeared. He had just woken up, and was sprawled on the floor in a long, curved hall. A sharp jolt of the ship had apparently sent him into the wall and knocked him out. The noise and shaking had brought back memories of the day when the noises had come more often and louder, the ceiling had started to come down, and even some of the walls had blown out. None of that had happened this time, but there was an odd faint smell in the air, different from the recycled air that he was used to. He decided to investigate, following it as best as he could. He weaved his way through the curved corridors of the ship and came by the Mess Hall and Galley. A number of new tempting smells assaulted his senses, but he decided to press on to find the source of the now almost non-existent smell. Soon he came to an open door where the smell was a little stronger, so he entered and found himself in a room with a large window, control panel, and another panel behind them which had a lot of different lights on it. From the room beyond the window, he could hear the sound of air rushing in to fill the room. The sound soon ceased and he noticed that the smell had gone too, and then the lighting went back to normal and the door closed. He went over to the door, but it wouldn't open, so he called for help. It took a while, but the door finally opened, revealing Captain Jonathon Archer.
"What are you doing in here?" Archer asked as he stepped through the doorway.
He responded with a non-committal sound.
"Everything's fine now, we just caught the edge of an ion storm." Archer said reassuringly.
He expressed his doubt and gestured to the opposite door.
"C'mon Porthos, let's go."