The Moon, chapter 23: Mirror

Susie awoke to the sound of a conversation outside the room she was in. To her, it felt like she was laid on a small hospital bed. The room was pitch black, and her eyes hadn't adjusted to the darkness yet. She wondered why or how she was alive. Hell, maybe she wasn't, because her entire body was completely numb.

“Come on, let me see her!” Susie faintly heard, muffled underneath the sounds of medical equipment and the heart monitor.
“N-No... She needs to heal...”
“So, let me watch her heal! Come on, It's been at least a couple days, let me in!”

The sounds of a struggle between that shy male voice she heard earlier and a younger and arrogant sounding female voice was coming from behind a door to her right. She couldn't see anything, though, besides a few blinking lights in the room and the light from under the door. The struggle escalated, with the female voice getting progressively more frustrated until the door burst open. She could see the silhouette of a lizard or dragon monster standing in the doorway, behind that, an odd looking robot that used one wheel as it's primary mode of transportation stood idly in a well lit white hallway, fiddling with it's fingers nervously. It's body was a steel box fronted by a grid of blue lights and four dials on the bottom of it's front that didn't seem to serve much purpose. It had strange, tube like arms that ended in white gloves.

The dragon monster in front of the robot flicked on the room's light, temporarily blinding Susie before her eyes adjusted to the assault on her vision. Rubbing her eyes with her right hand, she looked over at the dragon monster... and thought she was dreaming. Before her stood a purple dragon girl that had to be at least four years younger than her, with short brown hair that had most of it pulled back in a ponytail, but only enough to leave some hair hanging by the side of her head. She wore a purple jacket, a white shirt with a blue stripe on it, and ripped jeans. Exactly the same wardrobe as she used to wear. It was like she was looking at a mirror image of herself that had been aged down a bit. Both Susie and the dragon girl looked incredibly confused.

“...Okay, this is weird. Who are you?”
Susie cleared her throat.
“My name's Susie.”
The girl's look of confusion deepened still, before she smiled awkwardly and looked back at the robot.
“Alright, Blooky, you got me. You told her my name and pulled some rediculous prank with the stranded girl. Very, very funny.”
The robot, now known as “Blooky” defended himself.
“I-I didn't tell her anything, this is the first time I've even heard her talk a-and I've been the one taking care of her.”
“...You serious?”
The girl turned back towards Susie, her smile now changing to a look of concern.
“Are you serious?”
“Yeah.”
“My name is Susie too.”

This was going to get confusing incredibly quickly.

“S-So uhm... Susie, this is, erm... Younger Susie, I guess...?”
“Nice to meet you?” Susie said to her younger self.
“Y-Yeah... I'm gonna go and... Do something. Else.”
And with that, the little dragon girl hastily left the room, her small footsteps getting farther and farther into the distance. The robot let his hands fall to his side as he sighed in defeat, rolling into the room and closing the door behind him.
“Sorry about that. You uh, want answers, but I kinda gotta ask you some questions first.”
“...Okay.”
“How did you get here?”
“I went down an elevator in a bunker just outside of town. The elevator failed, and fell down into this weird, huge underground sea. After fixing the elevator, I was on my way back up when a giant... thing used weird waves of force, and destroyed the elevator. I was sent flying and... my arm!”
Susie went into a panic and sat up in her bed and snapping her gaze to the left side of her body, the heart rate monitor going much faster. She felt relief flood her body as she saw that, though wrapped in plenty of bloodied gauze and probably hurting like hell underneath the layers of painkillers she was most likely on, it was still attached.

“My arm... Is still here.”
Susie laid back down, her heart rate returning
“W-Well, yeah... I wouldn't recommend using it for a while, but it's still there. You thought your arm got cut off?”
“I was underwater, and I saw an arm floating above me, along with feeling the left side of my body hurt. I thought...-”
“Uhm, oh gosh you must be new here... Y-You vastly underestimate how many arms you can find in those waters. Among... Other things. Anyway, where are you from?”
“There's a town above this place. Hometown. I've lived there all my life, but a while ago I started having weird nightmares, and crazy stuff started happening. After that, I saw a path in the forest that led to a bunker with two red doors. I went in there, and well... That's about it.”
“Oh. Well, that's strange. Though, we've been down here for a long time, would be weird if stuff didn't change.”
“How long have you been down here?”
“A couple dozen years.”
“...Excuse me?”
“G-Give or take a few years. We, uhm, ran out of calendars a while ago.”
“...Where are we?”
The robot stayed silent for a while, but then turned it's front towards Susie.
“Do you think you can walk? N-Never mind, I'll just help you. Sit up, please.”

She begrudgingly obeyed her. While Susie's body was numb, she was confident she could at least get into a standing position. She crawled out of the blankets laid upon her, and found she was wearing nothing but a patient's gown. Once again. She sat up, and got off the bed, using Blook's metal arm to support her weight.
“Oh, uhm, I had to change you into something a bit less...constricting, to operate on you better. S-Sorry. Your clothes should be with Susie somewhere. Y-Younger Susie, that is.”
Susie didn't bother responding, and let Blook guide her out to the hallway.