Whenn Stephan woke up again, he found himself on a raft, sailing through the clouds…

he almost skipped a hearbeat… Oh my dear Lord…

Hey Rat!

The rat was fast asleep and his paws were hanging down the edge of the raft into the mist below…

Through the corner of his eyes the rat says- You can call me Ficlet…

Ficlet… what kind of a name is that?

Well, I need to have one I guess, says Ficlet.

Thats what you humans are all about- name and fame0- all your lives you run after that- for what man….

look at you today all you have is your underwer and hat, and nothing else….