On the third day of the apocalypse, my girlfriend and her adulterer pushed me into a tide of corpses to lure away the living corpses.
But they don't know that my pet border collie "General" is a mutated dog that has awakened the ability of space.
Just as I fell down, it swallowed me into its extra-dimensional stomach.
Now, I am sitting in the warm stomach of "General", watching through the shared field of vision that couple of dogs and men fooling around in my safe house.
And in my hand, I was holding a warm "space bomb" that had just fallen off the stomach wall.
