Snippet #1739469

Mia was vaguely aware of her dream. She'd been having them with some frequency now, as if something was trying to warn her. She was aware of cubes with hearts, maybe a dog as well, but she wasn't sure. There was a machine as well, or something. It spoke with soft words, trying to convince her of something. There was a quick flash of cake, and more spoken words. Everything was too jumbled for her to tell what was what though. Then, in the middle of a black and white room dream, everything disappeared. Then a jerk.

(Quick note, as I can't find a good place to put it in: Mia is aware of her dreams in the sense that she knows she's dreaming. She just doesnt know for how long she's been dreaming. Back to posting!)

Everything went dark in her dream, and suddenly she was awake, hurtling to the floor it seemed. She squawked, flailing around in a useless attempt at grabbing at something, anything, to hold onto and to stop her fall. But, of course, everything was just out of reach. She glanced back down quickly, judging that the ground wasn't coming any time soon. She looked at her surroundings, spotting a stasis chamber rounding a corner and toppling another stack of similar chambers. She blinked, a bit curious. Her head ached slightly suddenly, causing her to hold it and close her eyes.

Then she was suddenly jerked in another direction, a clang preceeding her entrance into the testing chamber. She'd apparently hit a well placed aerial faith plate or two and been rocketed into the room with the others. She peered at the other people, and the companion cube. She walked briskly over to the third gun, picking it up as if she knew it. "...Huh?" Confused the slightest, she turned to the first one that had spoken. The orange jumpsuit was familiar to her, though the woman herself was not. "Her?" Maybe she meant the machine from her dream... She'd have to ask later.

Escape she understood. "How do we do that?" She said, her voice a bit hoarse. She realized she must not have used it in ages. She was glad it was still there. She cleared her throat, which helped. "How do we do that?" She repeated. "And does this feel familiar to anyone else?"