I got very scared so I turned to go back I made it all the way back and I came back to the living room. I was gripped by the grief of my cowardice so I sat back down on the couch and cried. I was unable to save anyone. I was unable to save anyone. I was unable to save anyone.

The house stank of rot because of the dead dog and I couldn’t stay so I left. Outside everything looked the same and the grass was dry and brown and knee high.

I laid down in it and I had a NIGHTMARE about being eaten alive and I never woke up