This experience started off with me seeing images of a bodega. It wasn’t out of the ordinary, it kinda looked like the one I frequent when I’m in downtown Brooklyn.  I ordered something to eat and drink.  

My order was fulfilled and while I was gathering the order to leave, I heard some type of chopping noise. I saw that food items in the bodega’s display case turned into raw meat. The type that one would see at a butcher’s shop.

The display case had raw chicken with blood oozing out of them, and the butcher was taking a piece at a time and chopping it up.

When he took a break, I could see that there was some movement in the display case. A piece of the raw chicken was being taken.

The bodega clerk opened the back of the display case, and he saw that there was a cat inside the display case and the cat was swiping pieces of chicken.

The clerk brought it to everyone’s attention that a cat was found in the raw meat display case swiping the meat. The clerk told the cat that “you’re lucky that the butcher didn’t mistake you for a piece of meat and chop you up. The butcher doesn’t look at what he is grabbing out of that display, the butcher is on auto pilot, he wouldn’t notice if he is chopping up a chicken or a cat.”

When I looked at the cat, I saw that the cat in question was mine. I wondered how did my cat manage to travel all the way to this bodega and get in the butcher’s display. It is a dangerous place for a cat to be in.

I took the cat and said I’m taking the cat back home. I took the cat from the clerk, the cat put up a struggle because it didn’t want to be taken home.

With the cat in my hands, I couldn’t possibly take the cat and the food at the same time. So I told the bodega clerk that I’ll come back for the food later on.

I was taking the cat back home, the route that I took sure looked like the route from my primary school that I used to take way back yesterday.

When I arrived on my block, there were three stray pit bull dogs standing on the corner. Since I had the cat in my arms I knew that the pit bulls will chase me in an attempt to get the cat.

A friend of mine who was walking by managed to distract one of the pit bulls. But the other two were still around. I had an idea of how I may be able to circumvent the pit bulls by going through the front garden of the row houses.

I went through the front gardens jumping from one to the other with the cat in my arms. The pit bulls were running along, they couldn’t get into the front yards because of the locked front gates.

When I finally reached my house and went in the back garden. Things got distorted. The cat disappeared and I was in a setting that looked like a hotel. There was some type of function, everyone wearing fancy designer clothing.

As the party was going on there was some sort of earthquake, and this is where the events becomes too distorted to make conscience sense.

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