The lights are vibrating in my teeth. She’s talking but I can only hear the buzzing blanket of screams buried underground. She’s smiling so I smile as my eyes widen to watch her lips manipulate flesh into the sounds of a song I thought I knew. There’s a Japanese cat figurine in the other room. I can see it through the hallway where the lights are off but the living light from this room still casts. I’m being pulled through the hallway through my eyes. My teeth latch onto the wall to stay here while she continues to talk. I’m trying to listen but the lights are getting louder. It’s too loud now and everything is vibrating into booms. Is that my heartbeat or the screams? I can’t see her, or anyone; they’ve melted into the walls of my brain as I’m dragged underground. Focus on the cat. You’re here. Lucky to be here. So lucky.