I wake up somewhere I don’t recognize. I don’t remember anything from last night and the feeling of groggy and dizziness is overwhelming.

I sit up in bed to try to stand and stumble but still was able to manage to stay upward even when my legs felt like jelly. The smell of homemade pancakes wafted up the unfamiliar stairs. I dash down them to see who’s cooking. Nobody’s there but there’s steam still rising off of the freshly made strawberry banana pancakes.

Those are my favorite pancakes but it’s a little suspicious. I figure I probably just drank to much. Maybe. I don’t know. I don’t risk it and head upstairs to freshen up before going out to do… well.. I don’t know, but something. I suppose.

Once I’m now dressed and showered I walk out the door and down the drive. I look around and notice the street is rather empty

I just walk and walk until I finally reach the city. As I’m walking down the busy sidewalk, polluted with old gum and cigarette butts, I notice everyone around me had a peculiar zipper that seems to be inside their skin! I rub my eyes and look again. Even the little fluffy poodle has a zipper.

A large woman comes toward me and thinking I must be in a dream I pull the zipper on her shoulder all the way down to her wrist. Her blood pours out onto the sidewalk, filling my socks and shoes. I stand in shock. I can see her bones, her muscles, blood… all of it! She wobbles a bit before falling to the ground. Her finger tips turn purple and her skin is cold as ice.

I nearly pass out but try to dart around the corner into the alleyway nearby. I search my entire body for any of these zippers yet found none. Confused I peak around the corner and the woman’s body is gone. However the stains are still there….