He turned around three times, crouching lower as he did so, until he lay curled up on the floor. He started to doze, not quite sleeping, but feeling strangely comfortable.
He wasn't how long he was dozing before... "Jeff?" His sister's voice interupted him.
He looked up at her on the couch, annoyed at the interruption. "What?"
She got off the couch and approached him on all fours, eyes roughly at the same height as his. "Want to play a game or something?" She asked.
He looked at her, looking for changes. Her hands, flat on the ground, had four fingers and no thumb, As she lifted them up, he could see the palms were rough, as if they were used to the ground.