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Falling between the rollers of an industrial carding machine. Nothing left but a red pool resembling tomato puree on the floor. Poor Fluffy. I told her to get off them. I mean she's not my favorite person, but still.
Why a bowling lane had a carding machine incorporated into it is beyond me, but I was getting a good score up to that point. Afterwards I was too disturbed to continue bowling. Or wake up it seemed. Had to deal with not coping in dream for a while.
I was still disturbed when I eventually woke up. Unusual that.
