A trashed room lights up as two people transport in.

“This place looks like a warzone.”  Vincent kept one of his hands on the phaser pistol at his hip, peering out into the dark room with suspicion.

Desiree opened the tricorder, “Scans indicate one life form other than us still in the base, and one high power energy reading coming from the other side of the base.  The life form appears to be moving around the base."

“I'd suggest we find out what that high energy reading is first."

“I appreciate the suggestion, Vincent, but I'm more worried about that life form.  We should find them first.”  Desiree stroked her hair behind her ear and led the way as they journeyed through the partially collapsed research base, following the life form's readings.

Coming to a new room, it opened up to the sky above them. Sitting in the center of the room was a starship. Or, at least, it looked like one. It was roughly twice the length of an old Danube-class runabout and a little wider than one too.  In shape, it followed the sleek delta-design that had been popular in Starfleet during the 2380's and 90's.

Vincent whistled. “That is a beauty.”

Desiree stared dumbfounded, before a slight cough from Greystroke, who indicated that she should investigate the interior of the vessel.  Making an excuse to Vincent, who she knew from experience couldn't see or hear Greystroke, she led the way inside.

Despite the rougher outer appearance of the vessel, the interior was paneled with starfleet standard from the heydays of the Galaxy class.  Carpeted floor, wood paneling, and a soft ambiance filled the craft.  Inside the hatch was a short hallway to a ladder, which led to a single command seat overlooking the bow.

Past the ladder was a small area with twin bunkbeds, similar to those found on the California Class's lower decks.  Strapped to these bunk beds were a human, an andorian, a bajoran, and a vulcan.  Confused, Desiree checked her tricorder again. “there shouldn't be anyone other than us and the unknown life form, but these four are alive.” That was when she noticed it, the tricorder couldn't read anything outside the vessel they were in.  Coming to a quick decision, she tapped her combadge. “Marduk, this is the away team, come in.”

What reached her was a burst of static.  “It must be the signal blocking properties of the vessel, let's step outside for a moment, we should be able to call them then.” 

She nodded, Vincent had a point.  They made their way back out the ship and, a few moments later, had changed places with Dr. Harper and James Olivet.

After spending about 15 minutes on each patient, Dr. Harper called back to the Marduk.  “Captain, they are alive.  However I do not know why they're asleep.”

Sky's voice rang out from the comm badge. “Do you think the Marduk's Medbay will be able to figure it out?”

“No, Marduk's Medbay might be effective, but she's specialized in Emergency Response.  This needs something bigger, more advanced.”

“Understood.  For now, come back to the Marduk and we'll discuss our options.”