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Guy continued to walk down the shore. He found himself lost...as Cat predicted but that didn't matter to him. He couldn't take his mind off of that stupid nightmare. It seemed like that every night. Every night it had to be him having nightmares. Why? What did he do to deserve any of this? All of those questions pounded in his brain as he felt something burning in his palm. Guy looked at his trembling hand and saw the symbol again.

"Why are you on my hand?" Guy uttered quietly. When he glanced up, he saw a pink booth that was covered with palm branches and a little kid stool in front of it. He shifted his gaze up at the orange head sign that was hung over the counter that said: Psychiatric Help: $.05.

Guy sighed deeply, thinking he could use some psychiatric help. He sat on the little stool and noticed the words on the front of the booth that read: The Doctor Is Out.

"Who's the doctor?" Guy muttered the question to himself. Whether the doctor was here or not, he wanted to sit there and pondered deeply about what his nightmares could be about. He heard light footsteps coming towards the booth as he looked up from the ground. His eyes broadened when he saw a little girl with tan fur and short black hair. She had a dark blue dress on with sneakers on. She wiped the branches off of the booth and switched the sign to: The Doctor is Real In.

"Before we start, please pay five cents, sir," The little girl requested while taking out her silver can that had the five cents label.

Guy felt horrified by this while sighing in discouragement. "Did Cat kidnap you too?"

Suddenly, the girl reached the top of her head as there's a zipper up there and unzips herself. Cat popped out the disguise with a cheer, causing Guy to stumble back in his small stool with a surprised yelp.

"No, but thank you for your concern," Cat responded with a huge devilish grin while leaning forward a bit on his small pink booth, his elbow resting on the counter.

Guy breathed in and out deeply. "Cat! You just gave me a heart attack!"

"Do you need to go to the doctor's?"

"That's a figure of speech!"

"I wasn't asking because of the speech," Cat corrected while tapping his fingers on the counter.

"Then...why are you asking?"

"Well, it seems to me that you've been having recurring nightmares. Figure you need to talk to somebody about it."

"Then why did you disguise yourself as the little girl?"

"Oh, that's just for fun. Here, watch this!" Cat ducked his head underneath the booth and then popped back out but this time...he disguised himself as Sam I Am, obtaining his height and weight perfectly while hopping onto the booth.

"Eh! What do you think?!" Cat asked while mimicking Sam's voice perfectly. "Would you like Green Eggs and Ham here or there?"

Guy twitched his eye, finding it to be actually creepy. "Did you just seriously disguised yourself as Sam?"

"Yes."

Guy groaned deeply. "I'm going mentally insane."

Sam hopped back down behind the booth and then Cat popped out with a huge grin on his face.

"Do you want to know what else I can do?" Cat asked immediately while taking out a measuring tape.

Guy stood up abruptly. "I don't think I want to know--"

Cat hopped over the booth and began measuring Guy. "Hmm...Let's see. Width, Length, Height. Got a round belly and a crumpled hat. And then--" Cat took off his hat and twirled it around. Suddenly, like a snap of a finger, Cat perfectly disguised himself as Guy himself with a stupid grin on his face.

Guy had his eyes enlarged with pure horror.

"So...what do you think?" Cat asked, copying Guy's voice perfectly. Cat, disguised as Guy, sniffed his own arm while holding out a disgusted look on his wrinkled face. "Ew! What did you shower yourself with?"

Guy furrowed his brows. "Why would you ask?"

"You smell like--" Cat sniffed his own disguised orange-furred arm again. "--like oatmush. You smell like Sadman's Special!"

"I used to eat them a lot back then...didn't think I have the smell still."

"Oh," Cat replied with Guy's voice still intact. As Guy himself, Cat glanced down at his round belly and patted on it. "Holy yip! I got a big belly!"

"Stop patting on...the stomach," Guy demanded, not sure if he's about to refer to himself or the Cat's stomach.

Cat, like a disobedient child, patted his own round stomach again. "You can make music out of this."

Cat licked his own disguised Guy's lip. "Your lips are chapped."

"No one asks you to lick my 'disguised' lips," Guy growled at Cat's child-like manner.

Then Cat looked down at himself and noticed his disguised Guy's butt. "Smooth thick butt. Are you even single?"

Guy clenched his teeth, losing his patience. "I'm in a relationship."

"With Sam?"

"No."

"Aw, you guys do look like a perfect gay couple."

"We're not gay!" Guy snarled defensively.

"Well, that's a missed opportunity and a shame. Still, you get a lot of girls and guys coming to ya with that booty." Cat gestured to Guy's butt.

Guy was now irritated. "Stop disguising yourself as me!"

"Aw, but it was fun being you," Cat uttered meekly with Guy's tone.

"Please...stop--

"Stop examing my body," Both Cat and Guy replied simultaneously.

They both flicked a glare at each other. Guy growled, followed by Cat's growl as Guy.

"Stop copying me!" They both shouted at each other simultaneously.

They both groaned a bit in irritation.

"Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!!!" They both said it rapidly like it's a race.

"This is starting to get creepy," Guy snarled at Cat disguised as Guy himself.

Cat unzipped his Guy disguise and stepped out of it while flicking with his hat and putting it on his head. "I agree. Although, it was fun disguising myself as you. We should totally do that someday! Play the old switcheroo on people. I can disguise other people as well!"

"No thanks. Now, could you leave me alone? I need time to think."

"About your nightmare?" Cat questioned sympathetically while taking off his hat.

Guy widened his eyes and turned to him, surprised that Cat was talking in a soft tone. "Yeah. I-I need to be alone."

"Why do you need to think about your nightmare?"

Guy sighed deeply. "You wouldn't understand."

Cat silenced himself. "You're afraid to go back to sleep, are you?"

Guy faced the shore with the waves crashing into the sand. "A little...actually, I am scared to go back to sleep. It's almost like every time I sleep, something horrible happens. I might as well not sleep at all. Because--"

"Because you're afraid that you'll recycle back to your nightmares," Cat finished Guy's sentence, causing Guy to turn around to glance at him with a surprised look on his face.

"Yes."

"I understand. If it makes you feel any better, I don't sleep at all. Probably isn't the best life choice. But...it's something to avoid the nightmares."

"You get nightmares?"

"Often. That's why I stop sleeping."

"When's the last time you slept?"

Cat frowned at the question. "I didn't keep track."

"Oh...I see. Well...I know that I can't live without sleep...but...I don't know. I just--continue to get nightmares."

"Could you tell me one of your nightmares? At least your recent one."

Guy shifted his gaze back at the ocean horizon with Cat standing next to him and gazing into the horizon.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to. You just met me and probably don't trust me as much as you trusted Sam. Which is fine with me. But...I know that you need somebody to talk to about this. You can't hold in whatever it is inside of you forever...right?"

Guy glanced at Cat, becoming more surprised that Cat was the one saying this stuff. He would expect Sam to say stuff like that or even Gabriella. But...it's Cat who said this. He's just a goofy cat a second ago...was he now being sympathetic?

Guy sighed while watching the moon hovering over the water. "You have to promise that you won't tell Sam. I-I want to tell him myself...and please...take this seriously."

"Alright," Cat answered softly. "I'm listening."

Guy's lips began to tremble. "I had a dream about...about being in a cold dark place. I was chained onto a bed and...and the room flooded. It's weird."

Cat listened attentively with his hands behind his back. He noticed Guy becoming a bit afraid to share. "Go on."

"Well," Guy continued. "For some reason, I was transported to a dark hollow forest. And I found...I found Michellee, E.B, and Sam."

"Who's Michellee and E.B?"

"Oh...Michellee is my girlfriend and E.B is her daughter," Guy informed the Cat.

Cat nodded his head in understanding. "Alright, I got it."

Guy's eyes began to water while shaking away the tears. "E.B was already dead...and Michellee--she shouted at me and the way she looked at me...she looked at me like I was a monster. Even Sam was afraid of me."

Guy lost it when he held back his sobs. Cat noticed this and put his gloved hand on Guy's shoulder. "Let it all out. It's okay."

Guy burst into tears by Cat's soft touch on his shoulder. His shoulders were shuddering. "B-But...she wasn't glaring at me...she wasn't even looking at me. I saw...I saw myself. He looked pale and dead inside. It's almost like I'm invisible to them. And then...this other me...killed Michellee right in front of me...and I can't stop him. And then...Sam...Sam was trying to talk the other me out of it...he was so desperate...and...and--"

Guy couldn't finish his sentence.

Cat nodded his head in understanding while rubbing his shoulder gently. "I understand. That's why the first thing you did was hug Sam as tight as you can."

Guy nodded his head slowly in confirmation while sobbing still.

Cat patted his shoulder. "Did I trigger you when I disguised myself as you? I didn't mean it to be--"

"No...you wouldn't have known," Guy uttered with tear stains on his face. "I didn't get 'trigger' by it. I just got creeped out."

"I see." Cat noticed Guy still crying.

"I'm sorry--"

"No, you're good. You just need to get it out."

There's a brief tender pause between them.

"What if...Sam sees me as a monster? Will Sam see me as a monster? Or Michellee or E.B--will any of them see me as a monster?"

"If I know Sam, I highly doubt that he'll think of you as a monster. Sam was probably more concerned for you healthwise than scared of you. In all honesty, you might be his first real friend and maybe even family he had in a long time. Sam may act jolly and excited on the outside...but on the inside, I can see that he's just a broken lonely soul. He searched for a friend all the time...and...I wasn't one of them. Seeing Sam today, happy to be with his briefcase buddy and friend, I wished I could've given that to him sooner. Instead, I was a criminal just like him. And I've tricked him a couple of times but...I-I guess I pushed him away but it's not because of him. And, as for Michellee and E.B, they might see you as a person who needed help and if they're that supportive, they can help you with your recurring nightmares problem. Maybe. I don't know them that well to make judgments."

Guy pondered for a moment, his lips trembling.

Cat frowned while his ears drooped down. "Sam deserves people like you, Guy. Not people like me. I guess that's why I pushed him away."

"You deserve friends too, Cat."

"If you knew me...you wouldn't think so," Cat uttered placing his hat on the ground.

Guy was a bit shock that Cat's whole mood just changed. It was only a moment ago that he's this funny goofy cat, then he's calm and caring, and now...he's just depressed. Guy tried to read the Cat's mind again but all he saw in the cat's mind was chaos. There's no point in trying to see what's going on.

Guy sighed deeply while covering his face. "What can I do to end these nightmares?"

"I don't know, Guy. I don't know." Cat and Guy still gazed out into the horizon, hoping that the night will come to its end pretty soon. 

To Be Continued...