[5.]
[everything fades into a moment of bright white light. and suddenly, you are in a small apartment. it's pretty warm, but someone's thrust a fan next to a window in an effort to keep it cool.
a tall, thin, willowy woman is braiding the hair of a girl, who is putting together a puzzle of shining pieces with a young boy. the boy looks up and smiles at you.
as the woman finishes off the braid, she pats the spot next to her. the boy curls up beside her and drifts off. as the room fades around you, you can see that mirror is back together--not without some small cracks, and scuffs. but it's starting to look whole.
on his pallet in the Orion common room, Chaz blinks and opens his eyes.]