"Unpleasant is a word for it- So is searing pain," Q replied dryly, looking as though he might say something more, then falling silent as his gaze landed on something near the back of the room.

"Was that here when we came in?" he asked, pointing at what looked like a digital clock- Except it wasn't telling the time. It was counting down from one hour and thirty nine minutes. ...Make that thirty eight.