Game C-A
You wake up five hours later.
Your phone announces ominously, “The leaves are gone. All the leaves are gone.”
You stare out your window. Though it’s a clear pane of glass, you start to imagine bars across it. Bars of your own creation. You have trapped yourself here for another day.
That reminds you of the fun film from last week we watched when Caitlin-sensei was sick, A Page of Madness. Let’s discuss that.
GAME OVER