I thought this was rather strange, then noticed that his desk and his terminal were facing in a similar manner, though still in their original positions. Suddenly a loud "Whump!" sounded, and I was propelled through what I assumed were time and space. A feeling came over me, like being shoved partially through a shredder, then having the shredder go into reverse.

During this time, I saw that I was moving very rapidly through what looked like a very tropical ocean, with sunlight shining down among various kinds of fish. The fish, however, looked like cardboard displays, and I noticed a man wearing a gray cloak standing on what looked like a balcony, only floating underwater. He had what looked like a salt shaker, and was shaking it casually, evidently attempting to salt the entire ocean. As I rocketed past, I noticed his face looked oddly familiar and concave, but suddenly the ocean was gone and I was plummeting upward somehow, straight towards a cloud.

As I looked around, I noticed everything seemed to be normal, like the world I had come from. When I came within feet of the cloud, I suddenly changed direction and fell towards the ground. Looking down, I noticed a town coming into view, and within seconds, I recognized it immediately as being my hometown.

At that very moment, there was a flash of bright light and I was sitting in the cabin of a spacious and well furnished airplane.

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I felt very dizzy and fell backwards. I must have blacked out, because when I opened my eyes, I was lying on the floor, staring up at the top of the airplane cabin. A small woman with orange slices for eyes was making her way over towards me.

I noticed her head looked human, aside from the eyes and what appeared to be a device that looked like a ventilation hose that served as her mouth. Her body was merely a small metal box, roughly one foot high and half a foot wide. Where her legs should have been were tiny metal arms with pincers, and instead of arms she had giant mechanical legs whose hinges were slightly above her head, so as to give her a large movement range.

"Are you alright? You look as though you've been hit on the head!" she exclaimed, quickly moving towards me in an attempt to help me up. I moved back a bit and sat up rather suddenly, still very dizzy, and nearly fell right back down.

"No, don't move! You're still not well. Sit there and rest for a bit, I'll bring you a pot of tea," she said, turning around and scuttling off to the front of the plane. After a few minutes, I had gotten my bearings, and slowly stood up, looking around the plane. Every single seat was completely empty, except one, which appeared to contain a large water heater, with a face drawn on. The heater was staring straight ahead to the front of the cabin.

I turned to face the front and noticed a movie screen hanging down. On the screen was the word "MOVIE" scrawled in capital letters in what looked like black paint. The screen actually had what looked like a movie playing, only it was animated, with a white background and a series of characters that looked like stick figures, only drawn slightly better.

"Here you are, sir," said the woman, cheerfully, as she handed me a tray with a teapot and mug. Her orange slice eyes were turned upward, as though she were trying her best to be a good host, and smiling while doing it. I took the tray, poured myself a mug, and noticed that what I had poured wasn't tea in the slightest. It was very orange, almost glowing, and had a somewhat syrupy texture to it.