If the door ever did open my first impression would be a wet, aromatic one. Suddenly, signs of life. The sound of flatware crashing from a counter to... was soon followed by a weak , “just a sec.” More clanking. More of the graveled voice now swearing to itself. Finally, the door bolts began sliding open. I lurched onto my toes in anticipation, weakly biting my inner lip. As the handle turned a scrambled into position, posing sweetly with my hands clasped behind my back and a very sincere smile. **************************** I’m walking through a space ship. I could tell it was a space ship because it looked exactly like the one in this film I was watching. Everything was right down to the detail, including the actors and actresses. Ok it’s official. I’m dreaming. I walked down the corridors of the space ship. Everyone was doing their jobs. It looked like no one was paying attention to me. It was as if I were some ghost walking around this ship. Normally when I dream I usually dream. ” The thoughts in my head and the feelings in my heart are colliding. More sternly and much louder you say “Michelle! What’s wrong?” You’ve rolled off the bed and are standing at the edge. Your hands are out in front of you with your palms up as if to ask a question. I can’t respond. I’m frozen. It’s just pure and raw emotion inside me. Opening my mouth will only set off the stream of tears that I’m trying to fight back. “DAMN IT MICHELLE, WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG!” The dam bursts. Yelling. Now what is it you want or are after?”Oonagh just turned and stared at me, a whole gamut of emotions washing over her face, her hands clenching into fists and then relaxing slightly every second or so.“I’m bored,” she said finally. “I need something to do when I do not have clothing on order. I have no friends. I have no life. I was intending withholding the information I have on Nhuvla and watching this Alliance that cast me down go up in flames by way of revenge. But then realised that I very.