"(F&I) 4. Scene 1" genre: Audio Books
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	The crew fears the onslaught of the Borg as the transwarp conduit approaches.
	CD: Foundation and Imperium Credits: Sherlock York/Esparen Pourge/Admiral Zukrinsky: Steve Mollmann, Quill Dramar: Brad Knipper, Chri Rcy: Chris Tracy, Robert Niehaus: Stephen Poon, Ensign Bob: Harrison Sand, No'deen No'rdad: Adam Johnson
	Lyrics YORK: Notify the Everest. Mister Rcy, go to Red Alert. Ready all weapons. Red Alert klaxon begins. ESPY: Sir, abnormalities in this sensor scan. Though the velocity clearly reads at Warp 28, all other indicators – conduit density, field strength, etc. – point to a velocity of Warp 14. There are also some chronometric abnormalities I can't account for. YORK: Relay all information to the fleet via the Everest. Constant data feed. ETA of the Borg? ESPY: Ninety seconds. YORK: Standby to engage. We’re probably in for a jolly fight. Egress point appears. ESPY: That’s the transwarp egress point. ETA one minute. YORK: Why’s it blue and green? I thought transwarp conduits were just green? Console noises. ESPY: I don’t know, sir. It should be all green. The blue shifting may have something to do with the chronometric abnormalities I picked up earlier. Console chirps. YO BOB: The Everest is approaching the conduit… they’re firing photon torpedoes. ESPY: Files from Voyager via the Pathfinder Project have shown that that will collapse a transwarp conduit within a radius of one light-year. Torpedoes are fired and explode. CHRI: That’s impossible! The egress point is still intact! ESPY: Evidently not. Fifteen seconds to egress. “Flash noise.” YORK: What the bloody hell is that? ESPY: By the Fire Caves, that’s not a Borg cube! QUILL: It looks like a giant crystal. More flashes. CHRI: The Everest is hailing the lead ship. YORK: On screen. Split viewer for two-way. Chirp. ZUKRINSKY(comm): This is Admiral Vmin Zukrinsky of the United Star Ship Everest. I represent the United Federation of Planets, in whose space you are intruding. We are a peaceful people. Please state your intentions. NO’RDAD(comm): This is No'deen No'rdad of the G'willer Imperium. Your destruction is imminent. You will not be allowed to speak on your behalf. Chirp. ESPY: Captain, they’re moving in! YORK: Evasive. Energy beams and explosions. YO BOB: They’re carving up our ships’ hulls. It’s like the shields aren’t even there! ESPY: Of course! The chronitons! CHRI: What? ESPY: Chronitons! Their weapons are charged with chronitons like the ones I picked up before! Their weapons are a few picoseconds out of phase – it's like our shields aren't even there! YORK: Bloody hell. There goes the neighborhood. Prepare to warp out of here; we can “binocular” from afar, per our standing orders. [displeased] Console bleeps. CHRI: Our weapons are having no effect. These G’willer must have temporal shielding as well. They will certainly go to the Ice-Pits of Sudigirf. How can you call the massacre of a race technologically inferior a courageous act? YORK: Never mind that! Mister Dramar, hold Warp 5 on a direct course out of here for one minute. Engage. Engines whine and choke. QUILL: Some sort of chroniton scattering field. Our warp bubble’s collapsed Another loud explosion. QUILL: Helm systems off-line. We aren’t going anywhere. Comm badge tap. YORK: Engineering, get me helm control back! NIEHUAS(comm): No can do, Captain! I’ve sealed off Main Engineering! We’ve had a coolant rupture. YORK: Acknowledged.

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