"Excuse me ma'am, but could you help us? Or else direct us to some one else that might?" said the voice, which Karla now saw came from a small ant sized being which looked like a human / insect centaur on the lab table.
"Ok. This HAS to be my imagination. There is no way that there is a group of miniature bug-people standing on my lab table try to talk to me!" said Karla, trying to rationalize her thoughts by speaking them out loud.
"We are very real. My name is Conrad. I am the commander of a starship...."
The words of the small creature, who had identified himself as Conrad, were lost on Karla. While Conrad had been speaking, Karla had been leaning closer to the group on the table. She had brought he face down level to the table, close enough to see that they really were tiny people. Karla reached out with her index finger. When it made solid contact with one of the figures she screamed.
Now in a total panic, Karla swept her hand across the table, knocking over the group of figures gathered there. She stood and turned to flee the room all the while muttering under her breath "This can't be happening, this can't be happening. It's not real."
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