Chapter 15

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Since Cecil was gone, Carlos had the job of feeding Khoshekh for the day. Carlos reached into the cabinet in the kitchen to pull out a can of the strange cat food. Tuna and children's dreams the label read. Hmm. Carlos pulled back the tab on the can and scooped some of the food onto his finger. He slowly brought it to his mouth and ate the cat food from his finger. Carlos gagged and ran towards the kitchen sink. He heaved the cat food and that day's breakfast all over the plate, fork, and coffee mug sitting in the sink from earlier. Carlos groaned and tried to wash the remains from his breakfast out of the sink. He had plopped the cat's food into the bowl and went to brush his teeth again. When he looked in the mirror, he saw a man with ashy skin, tired eyes, and messy hair. Not at all what Cecil used to see. Carlos cradled his head in his hands and rinsed his mouth with mouthwash instead. He hung up his lab coat and changed into some jeans and a grey sweatshirt that said Nightvale Science Center  in faded purple letters. He shuffled around the house and went to the fridge to pull out a doughnut from a white box. Carlos didn't feel like eating, so he threw the doughnut onto the counter next to a toaster and fork. Carlos wasn't feeling any better. Maybe he'd go visit Cecil.

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