Riley's head shot up and it hit the top of the cage. He ducked his head and snarled at the cage. It was weeks since he was nocked out and put in this cage in the examining room. He always had a dream of him and some friends playing in the fields or playground, some sort of fun places, but then darkness would overcome, and just as what happened, he would wake up. Thorn, a black dog with strands of brown fur, that looked like thorns, smirked, "Hittin' that head of yours. Ay, you're ok." Mimi, a white dog, smiled at Riley, "You ok?" Riley nodded, "I'm-" "I can feel something." Star, a black dog just like Thorn, except she had white strands of fur, a whole galaxy of stars, said. Star was Riley's favorite dog there, "Ah, the old dog senses are coming." He joked. Star laughed, "Other than me being an old dog, I really do feel something." Riley shrugged and he looked at his food bowl. He sighed. He looked up. "I miss the old life, when I had food, when I had water." He looked up and saw the faucet across the room cruelly dripping. Drip, drip, drip. He shook his head trying to ignore the noise but he couldn't. His tongue hung out and his eyes shined as he stared at the water. His stomach growled and churned and ached. Star sighed, "I miss it all too....."
