You didn't know what was going on. One moment you were falling off a table and the next you were staring up at a grimy pink sky. You tried to call out for help, but it was evident no one could hear you.
"Oh God, please help! I wish I wasn't here right now," you cried out to no one in particular. And it God got the request, because not long after, everything went blurry before changing scenes. Now you were staring at a white surface. Great.
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"What'd you step on?" Sarah asked. "Was it him? Oh God, he's dead!"
"Calm yourself, sis. It's just a tissue, see?" Monica pulled it off and held it up. "Not a husband."
"Are you sure? Lemme check the bottom of your shoe."
"Fine. Here ya go." Monica slipped her foot out and handed the shoe over to her sister.
"No, you're right. But there is gum on your sole. It's kinda nasty," Sarah said as she handed the shoe back.
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Suddenly, the white surface was torn away. From above, you could hear voices. They sounded like... Sarah... And maybe Monica, too.
"HELP!! HELP!! I'M DOWN HERE!" you shouted, trying to get some help. In response, the world turned around, changing your view from a filthy kitchen floor to the beautiful face of your wife. "Sarah! Thank God, I was starting to get worried. Now that you're here, we can-"
"No, you're right. But there is gum on your sole. It's kinda nasty."
What? She was looking right at you. That means only one thing. You've become:
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