Things aren’t what they seem

“Cavvy? That you?” Mira whispered, as she ventured further into the hallway. She wheeled around at the sound of footsteps behind her, only to find nobody there.

“Hello?” Mira said, her voice echoing through the hallway. She wheeled back around as she heard footsteps behind her again. “Mierda!” She shouted, as she saw a white haired, green-gray uniformed woman staring at her. “Who the hell are you?” She called out, not wanting to move towards them.

The woman beckoned Mira to come closer, but said nothing. “What the fuck?” Mira whispered. She started walking towards the mysterious woman, stopping every few feet to make sure she wasn’t about to be ambushed. She stopped a couple of feet away from the woman. “Hola? Qué tal?” She said, noticing that the woman still hadn’t moved. “Freaky.” Mira said. She stepped foward, and waved her hand in front of her face.

“Wait a minute.” Mira muttered. She cautiously stuck her hand out to touch the woman. “What the fuck?” She whispered, as her hand went right through the woman, whose figure flickered as Mira poked and prodded.

“Hallo.” Somebody whispered into Mira’s ear.

Mira’s eyes widened. Before she could around, she was pushed gently, but firmly to the ground. “Ay! The hell are you doing?” Mira shouted from the floor. She struggled as her invisible assailant put pressure on her body. She stopped struggling when she heard one of her vest clasps being unclasped. “Hey!” She shouted, as she started to writhe, frantically. Shortly after that, the other clasp on her vest was undone, and the gear went slack. Mira continued to grunt, and struggle, as the rest of her armor was removed.

Mira felt the weight of whomever had pinned her down lessen. She bolted up from the ground, and scanned the hallway. Upon seeing nobody there, she looked down at her body. “Hijo de puta!” She exclaimed. She was still wearing her fatigues, shirt, and gloves, but her armor had been whisked away. Mira brought her hands up to feel her head. “Phew.” She said, as she felt the cold, hard material of her helmet.

The sound of laughter filled the hallway, causing Mira to start looking around. “This isn’t funny! Show yourself!” She shouted.