This is my house. She says.
Who are you? I say.
A princess transformed into a cat. She lies.
Kitty kitty. I mutter.
Honestly you are nothing but a figment of my mind. The cat king rules and so will I. She screams and walks off.
The world starts running again as the background turns back to colour. I wondered why I had been talking to a cat but not why a cat was talking to me. A princess indeed.