Q said nothing to that at first, taking his glasses off and looking at them.

"This is my fault. You shouldn't be here. If we do survive this, I promise I'll not bother you again. Bad luck seems to follow me around," he sighed, slowly getting to his feet and making his way over.

"I suppose we could try and jam the signal- If it's broadcasting one. It looked hard wired though, directly into the wall. I suppose we could try cutting off the power also- If it's truly hard-wired it could be sharing power with the building."