Editing The Sevant Murders (section)

===Back and Base Camp===

(Planet surface - The Wood - Lt Cmdr Sevant - 1758)

Sevant leaned against a tree and took a deep breath. The woods were no longer attacking them, but neither had they been able to find a way out again either. It was almost as if they were walking in circles, a giant rat-trap that they were not meant to escape, possibly. Cally found he cared very little, his only goal was to get back to the ship, and even that would be a frigid homecoming. There was nothing on the ship to welcome him back, no one whom he could now kiss goodnight...

He thumped his head hard against the tree, a last ditch effort to get his head out of the pit and back to survival. If he wanted to survive this, he was going to have to start thinking logically. The problem with that, of course, was he couldn't even begin to search for a real reason to survive, much less actually accomplish any effort to saving himself. 

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A sound caught Sevant's attention, and with a sigh he turned his head to find the source. Nothing was immediately apparent except for a very localized wind that was flowing through the trees. He licked his lips and pushed away from the tree to face in that direction, and found himself chilled by the breeze.  It was his training and not conscious thought which had him pull the Phaser from his shoulder, but he kept it loosely pointed at the ground as the wind continued to blow over his face. The Vulcan scanned the trees all around him, looking in vain for the source of the breeze, and for the strange high-pitched sound that was reaching his ears. "Maybe this force will stop playing with us and just get this over with." he muttered to himself as he started walking directly into the breeze. 

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The breeze, cold and fell, suddenly stopped along with the sound he had been hearing; thus leaving the forest around them in a very unnatural stillness. Sevant's eyebrow shot up, and he lazily swung his phaser around. "If you are coming," he said in a fairly steady voice, "Come now while I still give half a damn."

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Within moments, Sevant's stomach felt like it was lurching from side to side and the sound he had heard off in the distance filled his head. It was nearly as painful as the brute force of the telepathic contact he had gone through earlier, and he dropped his phaser to hold his head.
His eyes rolled up into his head in pain and he fell to his knees. 

Moments after that, the buzzing disappeared and his stomach settled back into it's proper place. He fell forward, only catching himself from falling on his face by flinging his hands out in front of him. He heard other sounds now, gasps and voices. He looked up, and shook his head slightly. They were back in camp, somehow, something had brought them; albeit through painful means. 

He gave up trying to keep his eyes open, and fell onto his side for a few moments of blessed relief.