It was horrible. My dinner tasted like mud but I still ate it. The hungry me took over my jaw and chewed down every last bite of the meat.
Since it has such large food supply, it must have some recipe books too. I'll look for them tomorrow.
After dinner, I headed straight towards the bedroom. The moon was emitting quite bright light.
The bed was soft. I lied down and began contemplating over recent course of events. Of how I ran away, got caught, escaped and ended up here. A tear rolled down as I recalled the memories with my parents in both lives.
I closed my eyes as my consciousness faded away...