The smell of that delicious hay fills your senses, reminding that you've only had a few measly bites yesterday. It's no wonder that you're feeling off, you're starving. Good thing that you packed extra, you trot back to the living room where your sack sits and nose it away to reveal the mouthwatering treat within. You eat to your heart's content, feeling relieved as the warm sense of satisfaction fills your belly...
... spreading all over you, it's getting so warm...
...Too warm...
...Mind, so drowsy...
...
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...The Jack, finishing his last bite, looks up and around in confusion. He wonders how he got here, but shrugs it off and follows the scent of fresh air instead. A few nudges and kicks, the weird human constructs are knocked out of his way to freedom. He leaves the human den behind, and disappears into the wilderness...