“Walter! Walter!” said Mrs. Mitty. She had just exited the revolving doors of the drugstore to only find her husband, Walter tripping and falling to the ground, looking as if he was just shot down. Mrs. Mitty hurried over to see what had happened to Walter. Before she can reach him, he jumps up with ease, seeming like nothing has taken place. Walter slowly jogged over to his wife and grabbed the items that were just purchased by her. “Walter, what on Earth are you doing? You are inscrutable!” said Mrs. Mitty. “I was going to go to the corner store quickly and pick something up, but I tripped over the curb.” Walter said. “Well, you better hurry up and help me get my belongings to the car, we must get home.” Said Mrs. Mitty. Walter followed along and helped Mrs. Mitty to the car by opening the door for her. Walter had taken a seat in the vehicle and started the engine. Halfway through the drive, he had a craving. He pulled out the semi-used pack of cigarettes and lit one. He takes a puff and exhales the nicotine. He gives the cigarette a tap and ashes go all over himself. He is quick to respond by looking down, and brushes them off…

Walter is alarmed and looks up to only see that he is in a fire truck. The sirens caused pandemonium, and he has a whole team behind him. Walter is the captain of the team and has directions to a house fire in a nearby location. “Sir, you better step on it, the house is going to be burnt down by the time we get there!” Said by the second leading fire chief. Walter does what he is told, and in a matter of minutes, he is driving in an oddly familiar neighborhood. He sees the elementary school he drives by every day on his way to work, and a woman that looks very recognizable, that’s walking her 2 dogs. Walter continues driving the fire truck and pulls into the driveway of a house on fire. He is quick to jump out and start leading his team in directions. Walter takes a second to look at the scene, only to notice that it’s his house on fire. “This is my house! 1467 Park Ave, this is my house!” said Walter. His team gives him a concerned yet panicked look as they continued to spray the house down with water. Walter’s arm is grabbed and he turns in a quick motion…

“Walter, this is the second time today you have done something non-sense. I’m really thinking I should take you to the nurse.” Said Mrs. Mitty with distraught. Walter realized that he is standing on the very edge of his driveway, observing his house in a weird yet terrifying way.