I've plotted
the storm's path.
Mr. Numny.
Main screen projection.
[Sulu]
On its present course,
it will hit Memory Alpha
as it did us.
Lieutenant, warn Memory Alpha
of the proximity of that phenomena.
Give me an E.T.A.
for its possible impact.
I cannot, sir.
It has the ability to change speed.
I'm unable to establish
contact with the planetoid.
I'm hailing on all frequencies.
No response.
It is of little consequence.
Memory Alpha has no protective shields.
- No shields?
- None, Captain.
When the library complex
was assembled,
shielding was considered inappropriate
to its totally academic purpose.
Since the information on the planet
is available to everyone,
special protection
was deemed unnecessary.
Wonderful. I hope the storm is
aware of that rationale.
Completing approach to planetoid.
It is already over Memory Alpha,
Captain! Its speed is incredible!
It's hitting the planetoid!
- Are we within orbit range, Mr. Chekov?
- Making final approach.
Lieutenant, warn them--
I'm sorry, sir. I can't break
through this interference.
Mr. Spock,
how many people
are on Memory Alpha?
It varies with the number of
scholars, researchers, and scientists...
from various Federation planets
who are using the complex.
[Chekov]
Captain, we are within orbit range.
- Lock into orbit.
- Aye, sir.
[Sulu]
It is leaving Memory Alpha.
[Spock] Sensors give
no readings of generated energy...
from Memory Alpha, Captain.
- Any life readings?
- None.
Let's find out
what's going on down there.
Kirk to Engineering.
Mr. Scott, report.
Kirk to Engineering! Mr. Scott!
Where the devil is he?
Scotty, report to the bridge.
Report to the bridge.
Have the transporter room stand by.
I'm taking a landing party down.
Scott here.
Scotty, where've you been?
Where are you?
- In the sickbay.
- Are you sick?
Oh, no. I was just
checkin' on the lass.
She's going to be fine.
There's nothing wrong.
I'm relieved to hear
your prognosis, Mr. Scott.
Is the doctor there,
or will I find him in Engineering?
- McCoy here, Jim.
- Doctor, how's the girl?
I think she's in good shape.
Well, Mr. Scott seems
to agree with you.
The two of you meet me
in the transporter room on the double.
[Door Opens, Closes]
[Kirk]
Captain 's log, supplemental:
Star date 5725. 6.
The storm has cleared
Memory Alpha.
It is heading away
at incredible speed.
We have been unable to make contact
with the planetoid.
Its silence is ominous.
We are beaming down to investigate.
Somehow I find transporting
into the darkness unnerving.
Scotty, can you get us
some more light?
I'm afraid this light'll have to do,
Captain. The generator is inoperative.
- Damage report, Spock.
- A disaster for the galaxy, Captain.
The central brain is damaged.
The memory core is burned out.
The loss to the galaxy
may be irretrievable.
[ Gasps ]
Captain!
Getting a very faint
life reading...
in the immediate
vicinity, Captain.
Locate him and keep him alive.
We need information about this enemy.
Over here, Captain!
[ Alien Croaking ]
- Bones, can you do something?
- Not a thing, Jim.
[Croaking Continues]
The same garbled sounds
Lt. Romaine made...
when she fainted
after the storm.
- Are you sure?
- Absolutely sure.
- Kirk to Enterprise.
- Sulu here.
- Beam down Lt. Romaine immediately.
- Yes, sir.
[ Croaking Continues ]
Spock,
have you seen anything
like that before?
Negative.
- Bones?
- She's dead.
- What did she die of?
- Severe brain hemorrhaging...
due to distortion
of all neural systems,
dissolution of
autonomic nervous system.
All basic personality
factors, Captain.
The attack was thorough.
What did the others die of?
Each had a different center
of brain destroyed, cause unknown.
A different center
of the brain, you say?
Yes.
I can be more detailed when we return to
the ship and use the ship's computers.
Mira!
The captain has some questions.
Yes, Captain.
Lieutenant, when you were