I only remember the tail end, as is common.
This took place on a space ship, and I recall my character's character had been called into question, but I had not been formally accused of anything. There were, perhaps, invaders on the ship, but that wasn't known for sure.

In the middle of my sleep cycle, the 'defend your space' klaxon sounded. What precisely did it actually mean, or sound like? I'm not sure, but I jumped out of bed, and started locking the three doors to the segment of tube I was in. Everything was made of glass so I could still see the rooms beyond as some sort of shape appeared and disappeared at the far end of what I could see, beyond a third door. Only, Applejack was rushing up and ... using a blowtorch to separate the deadbolt from the door mechanism. It would no longer be locked! I drew my katana (or had already drawn it as I saw AJ; not sure now) and upon realizing I was being set up for an accidental death, I shouted at ... some american tough-guy cartoon figure, who was being projected onto a shelf, so it was approximately like when Twilight was a wind-up ballerina figurine in Dolores's room, only it was this guy. Whose image I can't find but anyway.

So, I shout at him, using my blade to shove his tiny blade aside which seems, if I recall aright, seemed to knock the figurine's arm completely off, so here's this tiny tough guy with one arm, who shouts in response something like
>You'll have to trust us.
>Either you'll sink, or you'll swim.
>Your test begins now.

At which point the werewolf thing started pawing at the glass door, though I woke up before it actually fell aside far enough for any kind of battle.