Tac's POV

It's kinda disturbing that people are avoiding me in a whole new dimension. I mean, people avoided me and ran away from me in the real world, but that was because I always avoided them. It doesn't make sense. I've never been here before, but they're acting like I'm a criminal. "Hey, Tac?" Nya asks as we walk down the street. "Yeah?" I reply. "Where are we going to sleep tonight?" She asks. "I don't know... Honestly, you would of thought that those cats would of helped with that. Nya stops. "I think they did..." She says, pointing to a sign on a house. It reads "The home of Nya and Tac". "That's nice." I say, opening the door. The wall is light pink and the carpet is bright red. The kitchen set is white and marble. The sofa is white. And Nya and I each have a room and a bathroom, which is pretty cool. The cats even put a box of tea in the kitchen, which is very awesome!