sedrick

A man in a cartoon was killed by various sentient industrial-grade film cameras.

My sister and I were playing hide and seek in our house. Instead of stairs, we had holes in the floor with ladders.

As I was looking, I was walking backwards for some reason. I abruptly turned around, and just inches from my face there was a black cat, standing on its hind legs leaning out over the edge of a table, absolutely motionless. It's mouth was wide open, and it stared fixedly at me with yellow eyes.

Then I found my sister. It was my turn to hide. I hid in a closet. When she found me she was incredibly sad, and her eyes were red and wet. She had had an enormous mood swing.