I woke up in an animal cage with sunlight falling across my legs. The floor was covered with wooden chips, similar to those usually found in hamster cages. The side where my legs pointed was open to the air. Another version of myself was in the cage, rooting through the wood chips. I knew I'd stayed there overnight because he had allowed me to. I had needed to come here for some reason, though I couldn't remember why, and I felt grateful. This other person was me, yet he believed he was a mou...
