Wirrals smells a hamster...

Who?: Keith and Keith.
Where?: Close to the action.
When?: Just as Jay gets a curry.
"...and this is the stasis room. I've been in there twice, and in the
Medi-bay seven times."
Keith gawped.
"Shit man! It's, like, a morgue in there! Surely they're all dead?"
"Nope, they're in suspended animation 'till we can find a way to
rebuild them. Look, I can prove it's possibe..."
Officer Wirrals took off his shirt to reveal that half of his torso
was replaced by a metal fascia, and that there was practically no
flesh left on his neck...
"!"
"Like I said, I've been in there twice. First time we were running
from the Empire's flagship and I was on E deck when it was
vapourised, half of my body was melted and my left leg was taken off
by a falling girder, and I lost most of my neck to a prototype laser
rifle when the Empire borded us a year ago."
"Holy shit man... You're more machine than man... What about your
eye?"
Alternate Keith paused for a few seconds, and a pained look crossed
his face.
"Dad did that, I was lucky to survive."
They walked off in silence.
And a dark shape flitted across a corridor, pausing in the light as
It dragged a prone body. It looked like Darth Vader with fur and
paws. Then it flitted out of view again.
Our Keith stood stunned, it must be this dimesion's White Wolf...
"Damn!" Breathed Alternate Keith "That's the Eeeevil Dark Lord, Black
Wolf! We'd better go find the others..."
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Gavin "Oh shit" Branson.