you brute

one morning i woke up alone. the animals had all disappeared and the girl i had lived with had gone aswell. then i noticed the cold.
rising i saw that the windows in the wall had all been smashed broken and destroyed.
the glass cut my feet.
i spoke to the repeating parrot and it told me 'you brute'.
that word i'd not heard since i met alice.
and the animals? where were they?
I walked to the fridge and opened it and took out an orange. it was fresh and juicy. the smell left my fingers and the juice soaked my skin.
the animals were in the fire. the animals were actually completely blackened and smoking and the stench of roasting meat filled the air.
I fainted.
when i woke the animals were fine. and alice saw me sweating, at the point of torturing lostness.
'you brute'
she sais