It was in water… hot water. Bubbles surrounded him, suffocating him. It felt it's life slipping away as it slowly screamed.
Spock stared at the lobster in the tank. It let out a screech and stopped moving. It was unconscious. The shot had worked. This new invention of his was perfect. Battle would be so much simpler with one use of his new toxin. He was about to continue experiments when the intercom beeped.
"Spock here."
"Spock, sir," Uhura said, "The captain would like your presence on the bridge."
Spock sighed and acknowledged the message. He looked around his room before leaving. Inwardly he hated to leave everything in his room, but he wanted to keep it a secret. As he left he tripped and grasped onto a tables edge, shaking it slightly.
Shrugging he left the room without noticing that one of the chemicals had tipped over.
On the bridge the Captain explained that he wanted to get something from his room and would be right back. Spock took the comm for him.
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On his way to his room Kirk passed Spock's room. He didn't notice the gass unfurling from underneath the door.
He got what he wanted and quickly returned.
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Author Notes: Thanks for the comments, the constructive criticism really helped. Will update soon, ( Also, worst fears induced by the fears are in italics. Thank you!