Sadly, I had no part in the production or creation of Star Trek
We finally see how the title fits in with the story line
Chapter 10: Amanda.
As Amanda walked home she tried to think of all the things that had to be done around the house for Sarek's return. The walk should have only been twenty minutes from T' Pin's house to her own, but she decided to take the way that went by the market place, she needed to pick up some more paint to finish Jupiter in Spock's room. She had often told Spock T' Pin seemed like a nice girl. He of corse quotes logic and emotionalism. But she was used to it. As she walked she had a strange feeling someone was watching her. She repeatedly looked over her shoulder to find an empty dirt road. She was about a hundred or so feet from the merchant's stand that had the best paint on Vulcan, when she felt a sharp pain in her right shoulder, and she fell go the ground out cold.
When Amanda came to she found she was strapped to a wooden chair with rope. She tried to free herself but she couldn't. So she tried observing her surroundings. The room was quite large, kind of like a laboratory. There was a wall full of instruments, instruments of torture. The only door was on the other side of the room and she'd have to climb stairs to get to them. She was seated next to a table. It looked very similar to an examination bed. But there was nothing she could use to free herself within her range of grasp. She heard the door open her head shot up and she saw her attackers, and what she saw, blew her mind.