:: Chief Adams could almost hear the young Ensign Sinclair's nerves vibrating as they made their way toward the Station's operations core. Moving down a dim hallway -- one with mercifully few traces of the violence so vividly evident in the common area -- they came to stairs leading upward to Palmyra's main data banks, and downward to where the scientists' small portable power core would be found. Both chambers were ominously dark and quiet, conveying little hint of what lay within.