A prismatic ballet played before the alien's eyes. His body felt like it was being twisted around a pole. It was all cut short in an instant as the sensation of hard ground once again returned under his feet. But Adem Different's mind was caught in a deep fog like a Kennedy in a sex scandal. The onyx crystal slipped from his fingers and fell to the floor. The stone shattered the cystal, sending it flying about in bits and pieces. Different collapsed to the floor. Before the wendigoes had gathered their own thoughts, the alien's nanites redefined his outer appearance to match that of the massive stone wall he was braced up against. There, he sat in silence while his mind attempted to trek out of the fog.
