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I dreamt that I woke up at a factory to the sound of an alarm clock and couldn't straighten up; I was walking like Quasimodo, and I kept falling asleep – I would just stand there, frozen, like someone with narcolepsy. I tried to push the folding bed back into place, and at the same time, a cat was hissing at me, but it only did it when I turned away or blinked; otherwise, it just stood there, motionless.
And a few minutes later, all of this happened in reality, except without the cat.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.