All you see around you are stripes. The walls, the ceiling, the floor. You rush to the doors but there are none. All you can smell is wool and you feel as if you are lost. You slam your fists against the walls and they don't budge. The room. The room. The room. The room. Where are you? It feels as if the air is tightening around you and you cannot gasp for air, where are you? Your eyes are heavy and your legs are light, yet you refuse to fall. The stripes are sickening, where are you? Let me out. Where are you?

You awake from your dream, leaving you drenched in sweat. You can't bring yourself to remember what you dreamt about, but you assume it wasn't pleasant. Perhaps you were nervous since you knew that today was the day that you would start your plan to rid Waldo of his blood thirsty desires. Your first order of business, however, was to get a camera. Before all that though, you must begin your morning routine.

Eat breakfast, brush your teeth, take a shower, get dressed. You give a slight smirk at your beanie as you pick it up off the floor.

"Must've not had enough energy to put it away" you whisper to yourself while throwing on a coat. You assumed you were going to run into Waldo today as you walked the busy Seattle streets, but you had to ensure that you got the camera first. The sooner you put things into action the better.

As you open the door of your apartment you suddenly catch a whiff of wool, which caused your body to revolt. What could be causing this feeling? You heave over slightly in the hallway before stumbling your way down and away from the strange smell. It was bound to be an interesting day.