I was woken up by a little white mouse walking around on the floor, and saw that it was stealing a pair of my boxers. I grabbed them, and the mouse started taking the pair next to them. I reached my hand under the bureau to grab them away from it, when I pulled my hand out from under the mouse was biting my finger and I just watched in confusion as it pulled a thick, wide flap of skin down my finger as it dangled in the air.
I grabbed the mouse, wrapping it in my boxers as I walked around my room wondering what to do with it. The mouse somehow slipped out and got away, and shortly after a group of three round grape-sized mice marched up wearing helmets and with little spiked poles in their hands. I stomped on them with my shoes and squished them.
I saw the bathroom door closed and knocked. Danielle and Peter came out, and said that they couldn’t leave the house. They had forgotten the code to turn off the alarm, the back of the house was lit up red, like there were laserbeams everywhere.
A new group of grape mice came around the corner, I showed them to Danielle as she slipped off her shoe and gave it to me. I swatted at them and squished one of them.