Ash's head was pounding. What the hell happened? He turned over in his stomach, how did he get on the ground? The last thing he recalled was a blue flash and--
Wait. This wasn't ground.
He looked up, blinked a few times, and then around him. He'd been to enough car shows know what the inside of a 1959 Cadillac when he saw one. And the way this one was decorated on the inside, he knew who lived in it. He knew it was impossible, but that didn't change what his senses were telling him. This was the home of Fifi La Fume. He was sure of it, well as sure as he could be with the scale of everything.
Everything looked hundreds of feet tall, another impossibility. Nevertheless he had to accept what he was seeing and feeling was real. The occupant of this dwelling was nowhere to be seen, he wondered where was she, how would he react when he saw her? He stood up, his headache was going away. Ash decided since he was alone, he saw no reason not to look around a bit. So long as he respected Fifi's privacy he saw no harm in it. So where to first? Maybe the slippers under the dresser? The Box of Chocolates perhaps? He could use a bit of chocolate right about now. Or maybe--
FOOM
What was that? did he feel the floor shake?
FOOM
Someone was coming. Someone Big!
FOOMFOOMFOOMFOOM
Looks like his places he was going to explore was now his potential Hiding places. But he had to act quickly, where to hide?
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