The old floorboards creaked under his considerable

The old floorboards creaked under his considerable weight. Grumbling and muttering under his breath about the

money he'd paid for this mammoth disappointment of a house. "Thirty more years of busting my rump for -" he started, before noticing a crack in the wall. The crack grew a little

right before his eyes! What is going on here?, he asked himself. The crack continued to grow and inch by inch it was the wall was opening up toward the ceiling of the bedroom.

bright beams of white light entered fiercely through the wall. He felt drawn to it. The light felt warm, and he felt the urge to go to it. To endulge himself in it. But as he appro

-ched, the light seemed to get brighter and brighter. he almost made it when a safe fell on his head. "owwwww" he mouned as he wiggled out. then he realized that safes had money!

But it was stuck, safe inside the metal box. He donned his stethoscope and turned the the dial. Then he noticed it had a digital number pad. He slammed his head against the door

and all of a sudden it opened. Inside was....nothing. He wasted all that time for absolutely nothing. He got so

frustrated that his teeth started falling, which told him it was a dream, but this felt real. He got out his totem to check because dreams feel real when we're in them, it's only

afterward they we realize how retarded we were for believing in them. That's why he swore to never

ever believe in anyone again,and to never drink wine on a tuesday again,and to never curse in public again,and more important:we swore to never see each other again.