Chapter 5 - Ah

I've made a goof, I wrote the other chapter in the third person, and now must make another chapter in the first person to make myself feel better. Also spoilers

I hear voices.. loud voices.. but what are they saying?" I could barely make out the laughter and.. talking going on around me, so I choose to ignore it for the time being, inspecting myself rather than fixating on I have no control over.

I'm pink

What in the McNugget is this crap? And why am I wearing a cone helmet?

I look around, more aware than I was before. I can see where the voices are coming from, they're coming from the salad bar off in the distance

I can even see whose at the salad bar, it's some guy who looks like Mr. Rodgers, and he's got something that looks like blood on his sweater

Zathura is a black hole, the cake cannot lie for it is an inanimate object, Hallmark Christmas movies are all terrible but entertaining nonetheless, and if Spengler was a ghost why didn't he get sucked into the ghost traps?

yarmulke👽👽