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My life this morning seems like some sureal comedy. I woke up in my bed with my shoes still on. The only thing keeping me warm was a single dinosaur sheet and 3 pairs of corduroy pants thrown over me like blankets. I hurt, and when I roll over, I find a small campaign button pinned to my back. I do not know the pins origins. I learn that all of my pockets possessions have been lost to the sheets over the course of my sleep. The bathroom counter top is speckled with dried blood. My bottle of saline solution has been crumpled, the top left open and the tip covered in blood. Im assuming the person is still alive,because a large blue first aid kit is ripped open, almost all of its contents ruffled through. The toilet has empty soy sauce packets in it. I have to plug the gamecube back into the tv, someone recently attempted to plug the tv into...itself. I find the controller on the coffee table, covered in what appears to be green crayon wax and missing the left joystick. While contemplating how to play zelda with my newfound lack of movement, i see the other controler in the trash can. I switch the controllers.