"Yes, Sir," Harris said. He didn't add that there was a bare-bones summary in the incident log. Obviously the Captain wanted to hear it directly from him. He gathered his thoughts. "It was near the middle of the shift. I was standing at the guard post, on duty, and I saw that one of the prisoners was holding something to the force field - it sparks, you know? I went closer to see what it was, and realized it was a knife. Then she held it to her bare arm. And, uh, burned herself."

Harris looked a little green with the memory.

"She kept on holding it against her arm like that, and there was this smell..." He trailed off, then shook his head as if to clear it. "Anyway. Yes. I called to sickbay because she was injured - injuring - and, uh, to be frank, I was a little panicked. I realize now that I should have called for more security officers, too. But I didn't."

"Um, so, then a nurse came down. Christine Chapel. And she sort of took over. The prisoner was unconscious by then. She went in and treated her, and took the knife away. Then she talked to the other one for a while. She wanted to make sure that that one wasn't armed, either, but there was no safe way to do that with her conscious, so they just talked. The prisoner said she'd show her her knife if she would turn the lights off, and that was easy enough to do, so she did. And she - Nurse Chapel - asked me to keep the lights down, and to report what'd happened to the rest of the security detail. I wrote it up in the log."

He paused for a moment, then nodded. "That's all I remember. Nurse Chapel left after that, and the prisoners were quiet until the end of my shift."