Star Trek isn't mine, and I'm getting tired of saying that, UUUUUHHHHH!
Chapter 22: Heaters on Blast, I'm the number one stunner.
The door slammed shut before he could enter the room with T' Pell. No. Spock jiggled the handle only to find it impossible to open. It had been locked, he tried pushing it with his shoulder, and he could vaguely feel T' Pell pounding on the door from the other side of the door, but could hear nothing, do they make soundproof doors? He tried verbal communication anyway.
"T' Pell, are you alright?" Spock asked through the door, but just as before, he couldn't hear a thing. "Damn it!" of course. You know, the last person on planet he cared about, just take that away too. He looked around the small room for anything that could be used to break down the door. The only things in the room were doors and himself. Maybe if he could somehow get a door off it's hinges, he could use it like a battering ram.
T' Pell looked into T' Pin's dangerously pale face and Amanda's close to death complexion. She was delighted and horrified at the same time. This discovery meant that they had not been killed, but they had been harmed, but how to proceed? What to do, what to do. First she carefully pulled out the tubes coming from both of their arms. She untied T' Pin and then Spock's mother. But neither stirred, neither woke. How sever was their blood loss? She tried to wake up Amanda by shaking her arm. "Lady Amanda, wake up." but she was out cold. She really didn't want to do what she thought she might have to do to wake her, maybe there was some cold water nearby that she could use as a stimulant. Looking around the room more she realized just how screwed up this place was. The stairs she had come down had been in the middle of the far wall, which was lined with all types of pieces of machinery. They looked like something Ed Gein (earth man, of course) would use on his victims, cruel and their only purpose was to cause pain. That's how they looked at least, they didn't seem to have any other purpose. This made her panic a bit. She had to get them out of here as soon as possible, and three brains are better than one. She went to T' Pin and started lightly tapping the side of her face, trying to wake her. But it wasn't working. How could this be happening? The girl she'd spent most of her life with, was slipping away, and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Then she heard something behind her. She whipped around and didn't see anything at first, then a figure walked to her from the shadows. It was Sorak, followed by his brother.
"I see you've solved the puzzle, Well, the puzzle is only half the game. Come here, I have a gift for you."
Spock walked back through the hall to the room. He had broken down the door they'd come trough and retrieved the dead boys weapon, hopefully he could blast off the door handle. It was peculiar, it's as if, whoever was running this 'game' didn't mind Spock getting back into the library, but in order to advance, he had to prove his quick wit. There was the bloody message again, he turned the door knob and entered the closet like door-room again. He fired the weapon directly at the purple door and it was disintegrated immediately.