The Borg are a scary bunch, representing all that humanity fears from technology run amuck.
I had to fight them, which meant doing more than sitting on the Enterprise's bridge.
The ship had no stairways, but fortunately the elevator didn't seize before I got to engineering.
Detouring through ship's quarters, I requisitioned several items.
The magic circle around the warp core was hard to close, but worth the effort.
Channelling that massive energy into the thaumaturgy, lights dimmed as I slowly twisted the rubik's cube.
I began to laugh as very british swearing was heard through the communicator.