Being the gourmand that I am, I first thought of TOTM number one. And so, I bit into whatever was nearby, the pillows, in this case. This tasted of but scented fabric, much to my disappointment.
I was a bit concerned of my state. So, I got out of bed, opened the drapes, and looked outside. Instead of my backyard, I found an urban area before me, multistoried concrete buildings as far as the eye could see, all under a grey, cloudy dawn sky. That's all the reassurance I needed.
Anyway, directly below was the roof of one of such squared towers. I quickly jumped right out the window towards there, landing safely via a slowed descent. There wasn't much to see, just a mostly flat, concrete rooftop with an occasional steam vent. Painted a few feet within the perimeter was a yellow line, not unlike street lines. The visuals began deteriorating, but a quick hand rubbing fixed that up good.
Once again, I thought to try the taste task, so, I peeled off some of the paint and had a sample. This, I realized, wasn't anything good, just chalk. What a pity.
Not sated, I looked around for something else, and eventually found a small, concrete stone. I bit into this, only to find it was just as it was, looking, feeling (and as difficult to bite into), and, in this case, tasting like an ordinary rock. Had mixed feelings here, both wonder and disappointment on such realism. Surely, it wouldn't have killed me to have it flavored like, say, a rolled hazelnut cream wafer, or a Chick-O-Stick, or something?
Oh, well. Without delay, I moved onto another task: laying on a bed of clouds. I looked up at the storm clouds above, and thought, "I am there", all while purposefully trembling in place (the latter being my personal method of warping). But, instead of that, the visuals, if not the environment, simply fogged up. Before long, I was transitioned without input.
