Slightly dazed, I looked around me... the place was littered with socks of all imaginable types, colours and sizes, many of which were being played with by cats of varied description, colours and sizes.

I had been on a freighter run to Titan when the wormhole had sliced through the ship, opening it like a fishmonger's filleting knife through a damp paper bag.

Arrayed in rows to my left, tiny mausolea stretched as far as one could see. To the right, endless rows of padded sleeping baskets for cats.

Apart from a vaguely familiar-looking man with round eyeglasses, a high forehead and curly hair, I seemed to be the only human present. The man was opening cans at a furious pace.

I began to sneeze...
-- UnaBubba, Sep 16 2013

<Bowman>

"My God ! It's full of Siamese !"

</Bowman>
-- 8th of 7, Sep 17 2013


[+] just for 8th's anno.
-- AusCan531, Sep 17 2013


//round eyeglasses, a high forehead and curly hair//

Professor Branestawm?
-- pertinax, Sep 17 2013


Hmm, there is always the double Schrödinger effect where no computer ever perfoms that elusive malfunction when two people are watching.

Considering marketing a desk rabbit (as the second viewer) to cut down on technical support bills for large businesses.
-- not_morrison_rm, Sep 17 2013


You did.
-- 8th of 7, Sep 17 2013



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