The Moon Never Looked So Friendly

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It was dark and the diffused glow of the moon gently floated through the windows once more.

Frank was speechless.. and so was I.  That certainly did something.  Although I’m not entirely certain what it was, here we are once again.  Either Frank is a hallucination as well, or this is actually happening.

 

“What did you do?” Frank solemnly demanded.

 

“I’m telling you Frank, something really strange is going on.”

 

“That’s an understatement.  Where are we?”

 

“Well it looks like we’re in my apartment.”

 

“Yeah but we’re not.” Frank returned.

 

“What do you mean?”

 

“Highly improbable anyway.  Chances are we’ve fallen into a parallel-dimension or opened some sort of envelope in space-time.  Likely, this is just a copy of your apartment.”

 

“Well that would explain why there weren’t fish everywhere this time.”

 

“Speaking of.. I don’t see any of the strange things that you mentioned.” Frank wondered.

 

“Yeah.. neither do I.  Come to think of it, they kinda gradually faded in actually.” I remembered.

 

“Well, what now?”

 

“I don’t know, I’ve only been here once more than you have.” I reasoned.

 

“Andrew, I’ve never been here.”

 

“Yeah, that’s once less than me.”

 

Frank scowled.  However, he was interrupted by the sound of a cat meowing.  “I didn’t know you had a cat…”

 

“Me either..” I ventured.

 

We both shot a glance of shock at each other and tip-toed down the hall in the direction of the sound.  It seemed to come from my room.

 

“Shhh.” I gestured to Frank as we crept to the corner of my room’s door.  He nodded.  We heard another meow.  Then we slowly peered around the corner.

 

Sitting atop my bed was a loaf of bread in the shape of a cat, kneading its claws into the bedding.  It stopped when it had seen us and we both snapped back in shock.

“What is that thing??” Frank was horrified.

 

“I guess that’s my cat.”

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