T'Lora was back in sickbay getting checked by McCoy. Something strange was going on, indeed and more people were getting affected by it. To make matters worse, it seemed Riley had somehow gotten into the engine room and was now talking randomly into the intercom, letting his voice sound all over the Enterprise.
"This is Captain Kevin Thomas Riley of the starship Enterprise", he said for all to hear. "And who is this?"
"This is Captain Kirk. Get out of the engine room, navigator. Where's Mr. Scott?"
"I've relieved Mister Scott of his duties. Now, attention, cooks. This is your captain speaking. I would like double portions of ice cream for the entire crew."
"Nurse, how did this happen?" McCoy asked as he examined T'Lora. "Weren't you supposed to be here in sickbay?"
"I had some important business to attend to on the bridge", she answered.
"What can be more important than your duties here?" Chapel asked.
Whatever it was T'Lora had, it was working her way up into her mind. She sat up and glared at her co-worker.
"And you think your're so perfect?" she asked. "Why don't you tell Dr. McCoy that you came into contact with Mr. Riley too?"
McCoy turned and looked at Chapel shocked. Was his only competent nurse infected with this disease as well?
"That's right, Doctor", T'Lora said pointing at Chapel. "Your so-called best nurse was unprofessional. She let herself come into skin contact with a sick patient and it's highly possible."
As tension filled the room, Riley began singing over the intercom.
"I don't feel so good", T'Lora said standing up and covering her head.
Whatever this disease was, it was working fast. She was losing all matter of logic for a Vulcan and was becoming reduced to having the intoxicated logic of a human. Riley continued to talk over the intercom, cutting off all emergency systems.
"Attention, crew. This is Captain Riley. There will be a formal dance in the bowling alley at nineteen hundred hours tonight"
"A dance?" T'Lora asked. "I need to get a new dress. Look at this uniform! I'll look completely unattractive. And that dance! I'll need a date. I wonder if Spock would want to take me. He's so handsome."
She got up to go to the bridge. Before she could move, the shock rocked violently back and forth.
"Hey!" she said rubbing her head. "Who's driving this flying saucer?"
McCoy sighed as he got up. He had that very same question as well, pushing the intercom button annoyed.
"Look, can you keep this beast level?" he asked. "T'Lora is running around like a teenage schoolgirl and I cant get her to sit down. I want to run some tests on her to figure this virus out."
"Oh, doctor don't be ridiculous!" T'Lora said. "Is Spock there? Tell Spock I said hi. Can you do it? Can you?"
"So far there's nothing unusual in her bloodstream. Body functions seem normal."
"Riley's the immediate problem, doctor", Kirk said over the intercom. "Is there any way, anything you can do to snap him out of it?"
"Negative", McCoy answered. "Until I can get a little farther on these tests."
"Spock?" T'Lora said reaching for the intercom. "Spock! Spock, are you there? Hi! This is T'Lora Hendricks. Hi, Spock!"
"Nurse, stop it!" he yelled as he saw her spin around in a chair.
Chapel pulled out a tool filled with some kind of liquid inside. As McCoy grabbed T'Lora, Chapel stuck the sharp tool into her arm. T'Lora collapsed into his arms, losing consciousness.
