Mirabelle's eyes snapped open.
A translucent blue screen floated in front of her.
Clear letters shimmered across its surface, displaying the exact words she had just heard.
She sat upright. The thing moved with her.
Always maintaining the exact same distance from her eyes.
She tried to ground herself. Closed her eyes again.
For a moment, she sat completely still, listening to the distant sounds of the city waking beyond the balcony.
The scent of warm stone, sunlight, and hyena still clung to the blankets around her.
She opend her eyes again.
But the screen was still there.
Then it dissolved. Its surface flickered and rippled before vanishing entirely.
With a soft puff, a white-grey cloud appeared in its place.
The cloud didn't look entirely real. More like an animation than actual vapor. The cloud smelled faintly of rain and fresh paper.
It split apart into several fluffy little cotton ball like clouds, revealing an unbelievably adorable creature.
