The night was young. You were unconscious. You could only feel a warm embrace from someone’s hands on your back and back head. Suddenly you felt a slap come across your face, pulsing you to WAKE UP.

Finn: Argh me matey! You alright?

Goob: Maybe don’t slap him next time?

Sprout: Has he sustained any injuries?

Finn: Thankfully not…

You were in an elevator with 3 other people. They looked like cartoon characters. The elevator slowly rose to the top.