^{The sound of a xylophone could be heard repeatedly playing the same two notes.}

^{Why was I here?} Where did I come from?

Wake Up!

Okay!

There was a blue flashing light.
^{"Out of water."}

Hmm.

The coffee.

The coffee machine thing, is out of water.

^{But there was enough for one cup.}

That's all I needed.

The blue light,
^{was a false alarm.}

But is this coffee for me?

Did I make coffee before I left I don't know where and then came back from over there?

"Is this your coffee!"

^{I yelled to the people who were probably in bed.}

There was no answer.

"Do you guys have milk!"

^{I yelled to the people I began to dread.}

There was no answer.

"Is there anybody here!"

^{I yelled to the people who must have been dead.}

There was no answer.

"Where's the toaster!"

^{When I noticed the bread.}

Was nobody home in the house of the place from a place of which I don't know where and did I really come back from over there?

Or was I about to score free coffee in this place from where of which seems just like that from over there?

Where was over there?

^{Yes. Yes, of course!}

Where was over there!
^{So then it is my coffee.}

But this is not my home.

How can this be?

How can this coffee I see before me be all for me?

Wake Up!

Okay!

Let's figure this out!

Where the fuck am I?

The last thing I remember:

^{A bloody mess. And those damn headlights.}

They were on to me.

It was two late!

Eye Was Trapped!

I was at the bar, then I crashed my car, the headlights came. That's all I know so far.

Wake Up!

Okay!

But whatever happened next:

It's All A Blur

"What are you doing inside my home, Sir?"
^{Asked the barrel of a gun pressed up against my back.}

"It's splatter time!"

^{The gun yelled out, shortly before the attack.}

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