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Eager for blood.

It was around 20 degrees. 'Room temperature' these humans would say. It was a too warm for its liking. But still it felt satisfaction as it made its way through the corridors. This was one of the first ships that had people onboard who were very similar to the people on its planet. It had known it the very first time it had smelt one of them. Yes, it was glad they were here. It didn't get much these days and this was an unique opportunity, so it had left its safe home in search for these humans. It made its way and followed two humans who came around the corner. The doors opened and they stepped into the mess hall where a small crowd had gathered. The vapor hovered silently above the crowd. Too many people, it couldn't risk it now. Now it was so close…it should have to wait.

Jolien stared at the glass in her hand, she sniffled slightly. She could feel a small cold coming up. How the hell she had managed to get a cold in the middle of space, she didn't know. She hadn't gone down to the planet, so it couldn't have been one of the inhabitants that had passed some kind of weird disease on to her. She raised her glass and took a sip from the water. Her quarters looked strange and she decided to go to bed early that day.

While she drank she did not notice some kind of vapor flowing into her quarters. It was not a liquid and not a gas either, but it moved swiftly and even when you looked right through it, it would be hard to notice.

Jolien shivered, her hands had suddenly grown cold and the tip of her nose felt like ice. Walking over to the door, she grabbed the blanket from her bed and pushed the comm. button while she wrapped the blanket around her.

"Heras to Lieutenant Johnson."

"What is it Jolien?" A female voice came from the other side of the comm.

"I don't think I'll come to the Movie night with you."

"Why not? You do remember your promise, don't you?"

Jolien sighed. "I know, but I don't feel quite well. I think I'm coming off with a cold."

There was a pause. "Did you go to doctor Phlox? Maybe he can give you something."

"I did when I got a headache this afternoon, he gave me something for that. But I don't want to bother him twice this day."

"All right, well take care and I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Yeah, bye." Jolien sighed and punched the comm. button. Most of the crew would be already in the mess hall around now, and except for the skeleton crew on the bridge and in engineering she was sure she was the only one not going.

"Well hello there." A soft but cold voice came from behind her.

Jolien whirled around and saw a dark shape standing in the back of her quarters. Her eyes widened and she could feel her heart skipping a few beats.

"Who- who are you??"

"Oh, that doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is you." The stranger's eyes locked with hers and unwillingly she felt drawn to them. Her brain seemed to scream to run away, to call security or anything. But her legs wouldn't move and her body refused.

"Now, be a good girl and come over here." The stranger said and to her horror Jolien felt her legs taking a step in the direction of the stranger. Her eyes were still locked with the other and they seemed to bore into her mind, even deeper and into her soul. They seemed to know everything about her and this realization frightened her so much that she abruptly stopped with walking.

"Now why did we stop? I asked you come over here.." This time there was a hint of irritation in the stranger's voice. She had stopped moving towards the dark figure, but she wasn't moving to the door either. The figure clearly thought it had enough games and now stepped forward, revealing its face. Jolien gasped but it was already too late as the stranger turned Jolien's face to one side and soon enough the whole world was spinning. Her vision was clouding and a few seconds later she fell onto the deck unconscious as the vapor exited her quarters again and left her laying on the ground.

Something wasn't right. Malcolm shot up and stared into the darkness. Although his eyes were open and he was wide awake but he couldn't see a thing. Did he had a nightmare? No, he would have remembered something. What was wrong then? He ordered the lights on and threw the blankets to his side. The second his feet touched the ground he immediately withdrew them again. It was freezing. It almost seemed as if the ground had frozen while he had been asleep. Now he thought about it, he could see his breath. Frowning he turned and increased his room temperature with 10 degrees. It didn't seem to have any effect, but he got up anyway since it was almost time for his shift. He quickly dressed and stepped into the corridor, where to his surprise it was normal temperature. He made note that he should tell Trip before the commander would go back to the planet with T'pol.

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"Ah can't find any malfunctions or anything, Mal. Everything is working normally."

"There must have been a malfunction because I didn't imagine it. Maybe it happened exactly around the time I got up?"

"Hmm.." Trip called up some new information on the monitor and quickly checked some data. He blinked and checked again.

"Sonofa--...Jeez Malcolm! The computer registered a temperature drop of at least 30 degrees around 06:00 in your quarters." Trip shivered involuntarily, he would have been very pissed if he woke up that way. Malcolm looked over his shoulder.

"I told you." He simply said. Trip shook his head.

"But look at this, there were no malfuctions. Just as ah told you."

Malcolm frowned. "But then what could have caused it?"

"Ah don't know, Mal."

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