The Borg are a scary bunch, representing all that humanity fears from technology run amuck.

I had to fight them, which meant doing more than sitting on the Enterprise's bridge.

The ship had no stairways, but fortunately the elevator didn't seize before I got to engineering.

Detouring through ship's quarters, I requisitioned several items.

The magic circle around the warp core was hard to close, but worth the effort.

Channelling that massive energy into the thaumaturgy, lights dimmed as I slowly twisted the rubik's cube.

I began to laugh as very british swearing was heard through the communicator.