Sm became suddenly MUCH more awake.  He sat up and glared at his roommate
"What do you mean 'Maybe'?!??!   I have an audition for the Off-Off Broadway production of Death of a Salesman, the one using all mimes, in two days!  I can't afford to be a mutant!!!"

Georgio stumbles back.

"Well. We were both hit by something from the meteor and..."

Sam almost rolled his eyes at his, as usual, melodramatic roommate.
"And...????"

Georgio simply points at the bathroom and clears the way for Sam.

Annoyed that his cowardly roommate didn't have the nerve to tell him about his third eye or whatever craziness he had now.
He staggered to the bathroom

PM

Sam looked at the face in the mirror and was confused.  It sort of looked like him, but had green eyes instead of brown and a much larger nose and bigger ears.  He was horrified by the changes.
Then the changes changed.
Literally in front of his eyes, his eyes wemt from green to a deep blue, as well as increasing in size, almost like something from an anime.  And his nose shrunk to a cute and somewhat feminine button nose.  And his ears shrank and narrowed, until they were pointed like Mr. Spock.
He felt faint as he stared, and before he could process the changes, they started changing again.
His ears got smaller, but his mouth got larger, until it was almost circling his head. And his skin went from his normal pale caucasian to chalk white.

Everything went fuzzy, and he passed out again.

Much later....

Sam woke up on the pull out couch bed looking like himself again if he checked.
He felt very hungry as well.

Sam got up, looking around frantically for a mirror, and almost passed out again when he saw his normal face.  It was more or less attractive, mostly unremarkable and not very memorable, but it was his.
Hungry, he look3d around and saw the spaghetti.   Had he finished making it, or had someone else?  At the moment, he didn't care.  Feeling like he hadn't eaten for days, he began wolfing down pasta and garlic bread.

Sam eats the whole thing and only when everything is empty, does he feel somewhat satisfied. The bowl has been licked clean.

The house is silent at the moment and Sam seems to have it to himself.

Sam was still hungry, which was weird.  Months on limited budgets and limited food had made his appetite fairly small.  But he looked through the cabinets until he ate two cans of peaches, three packages of Twinkies, a cold can of ravioli, and a box of crackers.  He was still a bit puckish, but felt guilty about eating so much.
He walked back to the bathroom, hoping that the previous few hours was just a nightmare.  He thought about how annoyed Georgio would be that Sam had eaten so much of their food, especially since it was his turn to buy more this week.  Sam wondered how he would explain his lapse to his roommate.
To his shock, Georgio was staring at him from the mirror.
Sam gasped in shock, and the man in the mirror did as well.  It was then that Sam realized that HE was now Georgio!


He stared in horrified wonder.  How had he become Georgio??  And if he were going to become either of his roommates, he's have chosen Solomon, since he was much better looking.
Then, in front of his wide eyes, the face in the mirror became Solomon.


Sam staggered back, almost falling into the small shower/bathtub.  What was happening to him!?!?  He hadn't changed into his roommate, he was...just changing into...what?...anything he thought of??
He gave a weak chuckle, thinking that if he could really become anyone he wanted, he'd be someone famous.  Like Angelina Jolie.
He concentrated for a moment, then was stunned to see the reflection change to the sexy super star.

He made some sexy faces, mesmerized by essentially having total control over the face of a celebrity.  He then glanced downward, and saw two large breasts pushing out his shirt.  He blushed a bit, not sure if these were the same size as Ms. Jolie's, or just Sam's fantasies come to life.
He looked at the mirror, still overwhelmed.

Sam realizes its not just his apartment that is quiet but he doesn't hear the sounds of the city.

Sam blinked in stunned confusion when he realized that the normal cacophony of city noise in New York City, from car alarms, to traffic noise, to complaining neighbors, was just...gone.
He turned away, about to go to the window, but realized that he still looked like Angelina.  He turned to the mirror, and concentrated.
He realized, with some embarrassment, that he'd honestly forgotten what he looked like.   He was having trouble remembering what Sam Malloy's face looked like.  All the distractions, his fatigue, and worry, was too disorienting for him, and he couldn't concentrate.
Sighing in frustration, Sam didn't bother worrying about it, and walked away from the bathroom, still looking like Tomb Raider, and headed to the living room window.

Outside he could see some accidents on the street yet no one was arguing or fighting. Everyone is looking up. It is night time yet even with the city lights it look darker then normal out. As Sam look up and down the street he sees many people looking up at the night sky. Cars, buses, taxi's stopped.

As Sam looks up he sees what they are looking at. There seem to be cracks ? in the sky way past the atmosphere out in pace. Dark cracks like the universe were some fragile eggshell. The darkness beyond the cracks is so black such a void that the night sky looks to positively glow in comparison. Where the cracks come across stars, nebulas, galaxies it swallows them in it's utter darkness.

Some bit of script from a movie he read for bubbles up unbidden from his memory.

"The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown."

“The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of the infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.”

He was sure he was seeing something mankind was not meant to see, not meant to know. They all were. He could literally see people going mad, going insane. He could see the weakness in the universe the very song of entropy as everything was being torn like cheap tissue.

Then there was something else something moved beyond the cracks it was bright so blindingly bright it was like several universes of stars had condensed ? They were moving behind the crack. Yet he realized he was seeing ONE being and it was enraged.

Something else Sam realized were his eyes had changed without him trying. Trying to protect him from going blind.

Then something out there by one of the cracks exploded and a bright fragment hurtled like a shooting star. It was far closer to the city and as it shot through the sky it seemed to swerve.

As the world went mad Sam felt sort of calm and level headed.

The fragment swerved again and then it struck him in the chest. It was a bright piece of something and there was no entropy at all in it. That was the last thing he thought before the pain of it striking hit. Blood erupted from his chest and the pain overpowered him. Everything became black...

Sam/Angelina watched in horror and wonder as the sky seemed to rip apart, feeling almost as if he were watching it on television, or as if someone else were watching it.
Which, he realized, was sort of true.

Then the new meteor fell.  He watched where it was going, so he could go look at it again, trying to get clues to what was going on.
Then it hit him in his new chest.  Angelina's large bosom wasn't enough to soften the impact, and Sam fell back, blacking out.

Opening the Door back to Sam's world it looks like the area is more under military control then it had been.

Nervous about what they would find, Sam stepped through

Jack followed Sam through, putting his heater away. "Are there any changes?"

Sam shrugged, looking around
"The mai. hysteria seems to have died down a little.   The military seems to have stepped in, perhaps declaring martial law or something.   That means more law and order. but we also might get more interference from the military if we wander around "

To Sam it does look like that is the case.

The main streets seem to have military checking things out with drivers. There are even military dogs at this stop points. This is in addition to military patrols. Sam knows carrying weapons openly could be bad.

Sam winced and looked at Jack
"I just remembered something.   When they have a National Emergency situation like this, it's usually forbidden for civilians like us to carry weapons.  If they catch us, they might, at the very least, take our weapons, but might even try to lock us up, thinking we're trying to rob people in the chaos "

OOC: If the heater is a normal one from the weapons room, he will leave it in the Stairs. If it was shifted from his Pocket Watch, he would shift it back.
If Cap's weapon is fizzled out, he could leave it on the Stairs too. Ha!

Jack nodded. "Best to not attract attention and get in trouble with the authorities. Where should we go in your world?"

Cap leaves the weapon in the Grand Stair.

You check each other and no obvious weapons are visible. Perhaps the little blue disc on Sam's neck is odd but it could pass as jewelry easy enough.

Sam winced and bit her lip in indecision
"Well, it depends on what we want here.  Grabbing weapons and supplies will be more difficult if the military has taken control of everything.   I don't have a lot of disposal income here, unfortunately "

Jack nodded. "I wasn't thinking of getting anything here but information. You know what those creatures look like. My concern is that the Dwimmermalk could have attacked your world further and set more of those creatures loose here. Do you know of any resources are available to check on the status of your world to see if there is more damage like this? We need to prevent this world from being destroyed by the Dwimmermalk." He looked around at all the destruction.

"Something else crossed my mind, Cap mentored me to become a Warden. Is there anyone in this world who might have been a mentor for you, to become a Warden? If so, that person may be in danger and need help."