Janglin' beel frightens me e'en afair Ah can wake up. Skinny guy in mah scratcher rolls ower in mah scratcher loch a zombie.
"Lie," Ah hiss an' Ah gie myself it ay blankets. Mah yesterday's trophy pulls his blankit ower his heed an' goes intae th' realm ay dreams again. Ah hiner 'at nae permanently.
"Police."
I scorn mah lips.
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