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Right after she found the exit, that was. Because there was no freaking door in sight, just smooth walls rounded like a submarine’s.
Emilia pushed herself off the table. She had made a single step when a fluffy orange ball rolled beside her foot from underneath the table.
Emilia squeaked and jumped back on the table. As the ball stopped rolling and began to uncurl, chirping sounds coming from within all that fluff, she got her feet under her butt for good measure.
But instead of the flesh-eating gremlin she expected, the creature turned out to be… a bunny? But no, its similarities to a rabbit ended with the floppy ears and overall fluffiness. It was more like a cat – if a cat was perfectly orange, shaped like a sausage, equipped with a broad purple tongue long enough to be lolling between two rows of needle-like teeth, and standing on six paws.
What. On. Earth.
The creature chirruped like a bird, wagged its cat tail like a dog, and stared up at her with big purple eyes with vertical pupils. It had the watery puppy eyes look down to a T.
“Uhhh… hi?”
The dog-cat-bunny began wagging its –his?– tail more vigorously and chirruped again.
“You’re a good little… thing, aren’t you? You won’t munch on my feet with those piranha-like teeth, will you?”
The fluffy sausage bounced enthusiastically on his front and middle pair of paws. A chirp later, he was a ball of orange rolling pretty fast towards the wall to her right. Once at its base, the creature switched to his sexapedal form and rose on his hind paws until the other four were resting on the wall.
Just like that, the outlines of a door appeared on the wall’s surface. Before Emilia’s eyes, that door slid upwards to disappear into the upper section of the wall.
The animal looked back at her, chittered and after a quick lick of its purple cat nose, began rolling out of the room and into whatever lay beyond.
Emilia didn’t have much of a choice. It was either taking the risk to accept the creature’s invitation, or staying on an operating table to watch some stars and get no answers.
She jumped off the table and followed the ball of fluff into the unknown.
CHAPTER 3
THIS CAN’T BE REAL
The unknown turned out to be a long corridor with walls of the same color and shape as those in the room Emilia had woken up in. The ceiling was non-transparent and dark gray, though.
The place really gave off submarine vibes, especially with the illuminators on the wall to her left. When she came closer to one to peek outside, however, she saw no sea life but blackness dotted with stars as far as the eye could see.
The sound of a door hissing open up ahead made her tear her gaze away from the inexplicable view and refocus it on her guide. Turned out the otherworldly creature had already disappeared from view into a room at the far end of the corridor.
Emilia looked behind her where the corridor seemed to be leading into a wall. There was probably another hidden door there, but she’d better go through the one that was already open before it closed.
Too late to chicken out now, Emi.
Her bare feet made no sound as she hurried towards the door, so she heard pretty clearly what sounded like excited chirps. Followed by a masculine chuckle.
“You missed me, Cubbie?” a rumbly male voice said. “Ah, I missed your slobbery kisses too. How long has it been, half an hour?” Another chuckle. “Calm down, furball, I’m not going to leave you alone on the ship again anytime soon.”
Emilia’s hesitation whether to go into the room vanished as soon as her hazy memories returned with the subtlety of a tsunami at the mention of ‘ship’. And by a familiar voice at that.
The stranger from the pub.
She should have known he was too cute to be true – the guy had freaking kidnapped her!
Emilia’s hands balled into fists and she walked in, ready to give the psycho a piece of her mind. She had taken self-defense classes and was not afraid to put what she had learned to good use.
She froze the second she entered the room.
This can’t be real.
Emilia was on the set ofStar Trek. Everywhere she looked, the place was ready for filming a scene on the bridge. Except there was no filming crew, no cameras, no actors pretending to be pressing buttons on some cool-looking consoles.
