You couldn't understand why the door wouldn't shut until you looked up to where the door met the frame and saw the army of zom-bears begin to start rushing through from the other side. Yes, part zombie, part bear hybrids, but you wouldn't believe what happened next.

Thankfully before they all got to the living room, I woke up but promised myself I will never take the brown acid again. As I left the tent, the campsite was empty and I heard a roar from behind the trees and I walked quickly towards my car telling myself this was all a bad dream, and I had dreamt everything until I saw you arrive opposite in your yellow skoda and it all changed or rather it all felt exactly how it used to be. I felt happy, except for the bears but they were just regular bears this time, well, I suppose these were no ordinary bears. These were Marks and Spencer bears.

And they could sing and dance like no other bears.... It was a beautiful evening of fun and joy, and suddenly it started raining Mars bars... This was the best evening of my life.

I really began to think by this stage, it was a epic drug trip and I was never going to wake up, but you then tapped me on the shoulder and said “you really have got to stop having coffee before bedtime.”So I ran outside just in time to see the snickers and fruit and nut bars falling and I did my best impression of a pacman and ran out in the middle of the road and that's when the blue van hit me... And that's why I am late for work today.... Sorry...

(Latest in the Consquences pieces done by my writing workshop tonight featuring Andy N, Amanda, Reggi, and Mike where we take it in turns each to write a line)