Invisible String

Wonderland

Your eyes fluttered open slowly, not recognizing the room around you, but knowing for sure it was not your own. Panicking, the memories from before you passed out rushed back into your mind in a flash. The white void, the spider robots, the other bigger ones. Your face flushed as your mind remembered a pair of red eyes, consuming your thoughts as you sat up.

You looked around the smaller room, taking in the window to your right and wondering if you could crawl out of it. If it wasn't for the footsteps you heard, getting closer to the closed door that was on the same wall your bed was pushed up against, you wouldn't have stopped thinking about escaping wherever you were through the window. Before you could pretend to be back asleep the door opened, the woman who helped save you, Dorothy, stood in shock as your eyes met.

Where you thought you would feel fear or confusion, instead you felt a sense of ease wash over your arms and back, almost like she was a walking talking mood candle, bringing a soft motherly aura wherever she went.

"Well good morning." Her voice was shaky, almost as if she was surprised to see you up. You tried to speak but your voice was hardly a whisper, and almost as if she could read your mind, she walked over and handed you a glass of water. You smiled and softly thanked her.

"How are you feeling?" She asked in a quiet tone. You tried to clear your throat.

"I feel like I was hit by a train." Your voice was scratchy, and horse and she chuckled a bit as she put a hand to your forehead. You assumed she was looking to see if you had a fever.

"What do you remember?" Your alert eyes met her Amber ones as you recalled the few things you knew happened for sure. The memories were becoming less and less foggy. She would nod and collaborate your memories every so often. As you recalled more and more, the memories from when you were attacked were coming back to you. You remembered the pain and the darkness.

"Who saved me? Was it the gray robot?" Your voice had regained some energy, and she confirmed it was Megatron who had saved you from that spider thing. Dorothy had also mentioned they suspected it had poisoned you somehow.

"We think it injected a type of "energon" into your blood stream, with it being poisonous to humans in large quantities and all that, you know?" She explained casually like you knew what she was saying. You could only look at her like she had just told you green was red and the moon wasn't real.

"Ener-what?" Dorothy mirrored the look you gave her as she tried to explain that it was the "transformers fuel." It was only when you looked at her like she was crazy did she finally ask you where you'd been for the last 30 years.

"You know, the transformer's war? The one where they saved our planet and cut off their only way home?" You could only shake your head in response. You heard her mutter under her breath about that's what Meridian had meant.

"What do you mean?" She only looked at you in response. "Where am I? Those things...those robots, don't exist where I'm from." You stammered out.

"The Spider ones or...?"

"Uh, the all of them! That guy said something about aliens. what is going on? They look like robots not aliens!" You felt your heart start to race a bit faster as you watched the metaphorical gears turn and click into their places in the womans head. Something the man with the robot arm had said when you were shot out from the void repeated in your mind and you blinked as the realization that this world wasn't your own set in.

"You really are from a...different world?" It was less of a question, but a statement covered in disbelief. You and Dorothy sat in an uncomfortable silence as you came to terms with the fact that you had been ripped out from your bedroom and thrown into a different dimension, one where giant alien robots existed. In fact they weren't just robots, you saw the red one turn into a semi-truck and Megatron turn into some sort of military helicopter.