I woke up to a rumbling underneath the floorboards. Shards of white light lasered between them, burning holes in the dingy ceiling. All I could think was WTF is going on. Looking at the alarm clock, it said 3 a.m., but through and around the bedroom drapes it was as bright as noon. Chauncey was whining and stuck close to the side of my legs. I tried to swing them over to sit on the edge and his form moved with them and he yelped. Finally I managed a sitting position and looked for my slippers to slip my feet into. They were vibrating across the floor.
A feeling you get while going up in an elevator came over me. Suddenly a large claw the size of Kaiju‘s erupted through the floor and into the room, reaching for me and Chauncey. As the floorboards tumbled down and away, much in the same way as Jenga tiles fall, I saw below the landscape in miniature, receding. The green claw snapped and everything turned red – then black.