Chapter 2

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When I regain consciousness, I am lying on my bed with our cat on my lap. That has got to be the weirdest dream I have ever had.

I stare at the cat with a suspicious face "you aren't really a person. Are you?" the cat gives me a meow as if to say I'm an idiot.

After a while with the cat on my stomach, I feel as though the weight of the cat increase and had to remove the cat so I could breathe again. I stretch out with a loud yawn, roll over and stand up off my bed. I stumble out into the kitchen with another yawn. "Eh?" I stare at the kitchen bench, there is chocolate mix all over the bench and floor. This place is a mess, why? Why is there chocolate mix everywhere? Mum's gonna kill me if this stays here. I head to the laundry to pick up the broom and vacuum cleaner, and some rags to clean up the icing on the floor.
I get the broom and rags out fine, but the vacuum cleaners hose is stuck on something. I tug it until it comes loose.

I reach down to grab whatever it's stuck on. To my surprise there is a big metal box on top of the hose that I have never seen before. I reach in with one arm and attempt to lift it off, but snapped my hand back because the box was freezing, too cold to touch. "Ouch! What the hell!" I yell. I try again to lift the hose nozzle out from under the box, but it doesn't budge.

The curiosity inside me had built up to the point where I had to find out what's inside that box. I head into the kitchen, avoiding the chocolate on the floor, and get a wooden spoon out of the draw and head back to the cupboard. I stick the spoon under the handle and try to lever it opens up

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I will try to finish this chapter as soon as possible

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 28, 2015 ⏰

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