Lots of people have to deal with inner demons. Mine are just a little more literal than that. I'm sitting in the remains of the colony, but that's a familiar setting. I figured out a while ago that it wasn't real. Sitting across from me is the dark mirror of myself. Where I have cat ears, she has horns like a goat. And her tail is a devil's, countering my cat's tail. She stares at me, looking for things she can use against me. It's been several days since she showed up, and seemingly began to sift through my memories. She snickered at all the times I messed up and ridiculed me for them. But now she's run out of material, and is now searching for anything at all. Finally, she gives up. "Alright, fine. I give up." I breathe a sigh of relief before I notice the glint in her eyes. I'd let my guard down, and she saw through me. She pounces on what she sees. "Aww, isn't that sweet. You want to know where you come from, don't you?" I start. I guess I have. Her evil smile comes back for a moment, though it seems to be covering something up. "Well, you won't ever know. How could you?" I think I have an idea of how. I close my eyes in the dream and reach my hand out into her mind. Flashes of light streak across my vision. I see a station the white mist and a spaceship before she pulls herself away from me. I never noticed the black wings she had, but they unfurl as she hovers above me. "Stay back! Y-You weren't supposed to see that!" So she did know. She screams like a banshee and dives for me. I wake up in my workshop in a cold sweat. But now I know what I'm looking for. I feel that if I find this station, I can get some answers. Maybe the other people that came from the mist would be interested. I start planning my expedition, and run outside to find Wing.