Burglary

Mon, 27 Jun 2005 23:59:59 -800

This morning, I went to my apartment to collect the mail. Much as I hate the
blasted place, I do feel compelled to pay the bills on time. Anyway...
I slip the key into the lock, open the door, and... there are footprints on the
carpet. What's more, there are paw prints all over the counters, and telltale
pine needles on the floor. Slowly I back out the door... the porch is free of
all pine needles. This is turning surreal; as the skies turn iridescent blue
and the trees turn red, I black out.