Harry was walking putting his preferences into the holodeck control, just before entering, when suddenly the Red Alert klaxons sounded. Trying to put his vanishing fantasies from his mind he sprinted to the nearest turbo lift. However, before he had gone twenty yards he bounced off a forcefield, and fell on his ass.
The doctor materialised beside Harry, and looked down with disapproval clear on his face. "Harry, seven's nanites have been detected all over the ship. The computer has had to shut down to minimal functions to protect itself. It's last act was direct me to the nexus of the problem." He offered his hand to Harry and helped him to his feet.
"Seven's body naturally controls her nanites, but that isn't an option for those who haven't been assimilated. We need to get you to the sick bay, and isolate you as the ship needs to be purged from the rogue nanites."
"Harry I need you to follow the wall panels through the ship to get there. You will need to hurry as time is a very significant factor both for you and the ship."
The doctor looks at the stunned Harry, and atypically shouts at him, "Move, you have to run, and try not to touch the wall panels. You need not to make this any worse than it already is."
The doctor gives him a gentle push in the right direction, "I'll see you in sick bay". He disappears.
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