Final Mission

By ~Gypsie~Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

Written in response to April 6th #1MinFiction Picture Challenge by Cyranny

“Spock, Suggestions?” Whispered Captain Kirk.

“I have not formulated a logical escape plan Captain,” Answered Mr. Spock stoically.

“What do you mean you don’t have a way to get us out of this?” Kirk hissed.

Mr. Spock peered at Captain Kirk speculatively.

“I did not say I do not have a way out Captain. I merely stated I do not have a logical way for us to escape this situation. There is one option however, Captain …”

“Well, spit it out Spock,” Kirk hissed through clinched teeth, holding onto the glass dome, protecting them from the massive Serock. “SPOCK! ”

Letting go of the straps holding the heavy protective dome in place, Spock said quietly,

“The Serock only ingests red blood cells Captain …”