Through the Vortex
The Strange & Unusual Universe of Silver Moon Unicorn
(Another tidbit from the archives Starfire gave me access to. This one has to do with the first humans who came to our solar system. Their arrival caused a lot of changes in a short period of time. —Silver Moon Unicorn)
News Article Earth, April 2, 2113—Frederick Mueller has died today. He is famous for his lone missions searching the galaxy. His spaceship, Starlover, was his own design and very unique. No one is sure where his spaceship is now. His only surviving family member is his niece, Lizette Mueller.
News Article Earth, April 2, 2113—Lizette Mueller has gone missing. No one has seen or heard from her since March 25, 2113, when she was last at her job. Her apartment was searched, but none of her things were there. Nor, were there any clues as to why she left. It is presumed that she has run away for reasons that would only make sense to her.
Lizette was getting bored with her life. It seemed to her as if her life was stagnating. She had finally caught up with her back bills and debt, having something to do with her ex-roommate, who Lizette had to throw out. Her ex-roommate, Jayana, claimed she would pay the bills, but she just seemed to loaf around wanting to spend more time trying to get a man to take care of her. She seemed to not be interested in working as Lizette was.
Lizette wasn’t sure what exactly was wrong with her life, but she knew that something had to change and change soon. She felt that she was missing something important. Well, at any rate it was important to her, never mind if it was not important to anyone else.
The day was hot and dry where she lived. Most people would have turned on the air conditioner, but she hated air conditioning. She got too cold and it was too expensive for her to even consider using it. So, she kept the windows open and hoped for breezes for air circulation. She had the day off from her routine job and she wasn’t sure what to do with it. She felt very lazy after working her boring day job all week.
Suddenly, she heard a loud rumbling in her bedroom. It sounded as if a thunderstorm was about to unleash lots of needed rain. She got up off her couch in the living room and walked across the apartment to the bedroom window. She didn’t make it to the window—she stopped at the doorway and let her jaw drop. What she saw wasn’t ordinary, nor was it expected. It was swirling clouds where her sleeping bag, bedding, teddy bear should have been. There was lightening flashes and thunder claps. It was then that she realized that some of her books were missing, along with her writing. She didn’t want to lose those things, so she walked into the room and fell in the vortex.
So determined was she to get her important things back that she didn’t consider how she would get back to her apartment and her job. She fell for a while and all she could see were the swirling clouds and lightening flashes. It was very loud inside the vortex, much louder than in her apartment. Lizette looked all around her as she kept falling. Eventually, she could make out some shapes. At first she wasn’t sure whether it was a normal human thing to want to see shapes in clouds or if she was really seeing the vortex change.
Then she knew she was seeing real shapes. She saw a dim outline of her dresser and then eventually her couch. Fortunately, both pieces of furniture were to either side of her. She wondered when her fall would end, but then she just kept seeing more and more of her things around her. She had no idea where she would end up or when it would be all over for her. It seemed like an eternity for her just to keep falling down and down. Could she be traveling to a different world? She wasn’t sure that she had done anything to cause this to happen, other than wish for something different, but here she was. Perhaps, someone else had set this up to help her to get to where she needed to be. Or else, she was being sent to a place where she would be punished for others’ trangressions.
She had fallen for so long that she had begun to get bored again. She felt even lazier than before and she was wondering what direction her life would now take since she fell through a vortex in her bedroom. Finally, she stopped on a floor in a dark room. She wasn’t hurt, nor were her things. They all had lightly touched the floor and stopped falling with the little sounds of thuds.
Lizette picked herself up and tried to look around. There was no light, except for a pale one that eminated from outside of the room. She could make out her furniture. Then she noticed something odd. At first she thought her eyes were playing a trick on her, but then she realized it could be no mistake. The furniture was moving of its own accord. The dresser moved up a flight a stairs and disappeared into a room. Her couch simply moved out of the way of the rest of the furniture and various other things that came throught the vortex. Lizette stood and stared as if she was stunned.
After some time, her furniture and various things had found their places. Lights turned on in the room. It was then that Lizette realized there were more than just her things in this small house. She walked around and explored the house to see if anything else would happen that was out of the ordinary. She finished surveying the living room and moved on to the kitchen. After her trip, she was hungry and thirsty and was delighted to find food in the kitchen. There was a small table set just for one person, as if she was expected. Lizette sat down in front of the food and discovered it was a meal that she would have fixed for herself. It was pasta with tomato sauce with basil and oregano. There were lots of vegetables with the linguine and two pieces of garlice toast. There was also a glass of water to drink. Lizette dove in to the food and enjoyed every bite.
Towards the end of the meal, Lizette began to feel funny. She wasn’t sure at first why or what was going on until after she finished her meal. As she took the dirty dishes to the sink to rinse them off, she felt really funny. As she was walking in the kitchen, she thought the counters appeared to begin to grow taller in front of her. She put the dishes in the sink, but she could no longer see the sink. She couldn’t even reach the faucet. She looked to her right and saw a small wooden step stool. She grabbed it and put it in front of the sink. She turned on the faucet and wiped the dishes off and then set them aside on the counter. As she stepped off the step stool, she felt funny again. She shook her head because she thought she was imagining things. “I think I must have fallen down Alice’s rabbit hole and landed in Wonderland,” she said aloud.
She decided to continue her exploration of the house. She had already seen the kitchen and the living room and so she decided to go up the stairs. She looked up, when she standing in the living room, and saw a balcony. She climbed the stairs, which seemed too big for her then looked down into the living room from the balcony. As she gazed through the railing, she noticed that the the living room seemed to shrink as the railing grew shorter. She still felt funny and thought it a very odd sight. She shook her head again and opened the first down opposite of the balcony. It was a bedroom. The curtains had flowers imprinted on them as did the comforter on the bed. When she saw her dresser in the room and her stuffed animals, she knew this room was for just for her. She was very pleased and then she turned around and tried the next door.
This room also had a door that was opposite of the balcony. It had some computers and some musical instruments in it. She saw a baby grand piano and a violin. She went in and found lots of sheet music on the piano and on the a music stand. As she turned around the room, she noticed her books on a bookcase and her writing near the computers. Her important things were all where they needed to be and she was very pleased.
