Through the Looking Glass

Staring at myself in the mirror, not knowing what to think, what to feel. I rubbed my eyes in a vein effort to see more clearly. Everything was a blur right now. What exactly had happened to bring me to this place? I just smiled to my reflection, closed my eyes and shook my head. When I opened my eyes, I noticed a curious thing in the mirror.

One of my larger (and favorite) stickers I'd decorated my office and quarters with, which I'd previously thought to have just patterns and colours, and googly eyes - now made sense to me. "Are... are these instructions?" I wondered to myself. I focused my vision to read more clearly that what was written on my Jabberwocky sticker.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my Cat!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

A warning it seemed. I knew to be on my guard. I went to grab myself some strawberry milkshake, but all that was in my chiller was an odd bottle that I didn't recognise. Well, this Cat was pretty thirsty - so down it went! A conglomeration of curious flavours indeed, cherry-tart - which was delicious, custard, pineapple, roast turkey, and even hot buttered toast! I very soon finished it off, silently thanking the kind stranger who had left it in my chiller cabinet for me. "Probably a gift from my administrative staff," I reasoned.

No time to relax though, I made my way to one of my ship hangars, I was excited to try out my new ship - the glorious Merlin class vessel. The only trouble was, now I didn't feel good at all. I moved my keycard to the hangar lock, but before the doors had a chance to hiss their way to being fully open, my legs buckled and I crashed in a heap, hitting my head on the way down. All I knew now was black.

I don't know how long passed before I regained enough composure to try and open my eyes, and to listen to what was happening around me. I could hear the constant beep of a cardiograph, the idle mutterings of people in the background. I opened my eyes, just slightly, but enough to see a shadow looming over me. Soon joined by a group of what I can only assume were people hovering over me.

"It's OK, Cat. You're safe. You're with us now."