My friend Tori and I were chilling in my childhood bedroom, and suddenly a dog-looking Muppet with a pickaxe broke through the wall for no reason and disappeared just as fast as it arrived. And that demolition left all the concrete debris in my bed. We were gonna go outside to complain but when we got to the hallway and then the kitchen, I saw someone who worked at my high school's staff when I was still studying there, I asked her why she was in my house and if she knew about the Muppet dog, and she laughed in my face.

After that, Tori and I went outside and ended up in the east side of the city, where we stopped at some random empty field. There was a glass pitcher full of water on top of a rock, we drank from it, and suddenly it teleported to an abandoned house across the street.

I crossed the street to go get it. The house was small with chipping red paint and a front yard full of overgrown grass and bushes. There was a small metal table with two chairs and a dusty vase with a wilting flower. Someone popped up dressed all goth and fancy, I asked if we could have the water back and they handed it to me.

When it touched my hand it turned into a frying pan and they shrugged. Then I sat down at the table, the person pulled out a bluetooth speaker and started playing some shit that sounded like Scooby Doo chase music and told me to follow them on bandcamp. I guess what was playing was their music, but they never explicitly told me.