His body felt stiff and uncomfortable, the way it did when he fell asleep on the floor watching TV. He hated that, especially when the channel had gone off the air and he was faced with a screen of snow. But this was worse. There was no screen, and the world itself seemed to have lost its color. Everything was sort of white. Meat tried not to panic. Perhaps something had gone wrong with his eyes. He rubbed them, but there was no change. “What is this?” he murmured. All the good colors in the world—the ones he found so restful—the blues and greens—had faded, and he was left in a world of grayish-white. It was like the time the color on the TV set had gone bad, and for weeks—until his mother got the money for repair—he had watched a world of gray. All his favorites, even Norm on Cheers, had been pale and insignificant. Well, he knew one thing. Wherever he was, he had to get out of there. He had to get home. He rolled over, bracing himself on one knee, and staggered to his feet.
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