Star Trek
The Next Generation
To Kill A Q
Prologue
Let me back in! In back me let!
Freedom had been within his grasp for but a moment and yet never had it even been there. Beyond the wall, the spider scratched against it; searching desperately for any signs of weakness. Fair is fair and fair is there; yet I am here, not there. There should be here and not there, the spider thought as he banged against the shiny membrane and his hollow words rang out for no one but himself to hear. This can't be happening to me. Me? He. He is the one that should be. Not me! he laughed manically as he scratched against the wall, Time. Time is all I need. The spider knew his patience would pay off in the end, but when? Now! NOW! NOW! NOW! "Now," a voice called out. From where? Here? No, there. There? But how? he wondered, the voice was new, yet old. New to me, but yet I know. News to me. "Now," the hollow words rang out as the spider tried to find the source of them and yet couldn't. Gathering all his strength, he replied, "When?" And then a brilliant flash of light streamed across the spider's web and the wall was gone. "Now," the reply came.
