Kinpum

I am with a young black and white cat and a humanoid with a pumpkin head, no skin, just the perfectly smooth flesh, the classic skeletal features gently carved into it. (Is my old University friend Gee Gee also there, for her aura and presence fades in and out of the surrounding dreamescape). Whatever adventures we've been through – there's every suggestion the pumpkinhead and myself are somewhat at odds to one another – we currently seem united(-ish) in the face of some crippling lethargy that has gripped us. I am desperately encouraging the cat to eat a (perfectly peeled) apple that it is chewing sluggishly, spitting out the globs of mashed pulp as it goes. The pumpkinhead fares even worse, his (normally orange) flesh drained of all colour so that it matches the washed-out apple.