Cat Food

"Oh no." You say aloud. And then, you get an idea. "No. This a dream. My dream. My dream. Anything can happen. And I can control it. It will do as I say." (You have gone a bit mad, see. But wouldn't anyone in your situation?). You continue, "And right now, I'm not in a pool of cat food. I'm... in a corridor, and I can go wherever I want."

"You're so stupid," says a voice sounding a lot like your sister.


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