Russell was dreaming about other countries, probably I side affect of traveling so much. In the dream he was moving from one country to the next at rapid fire, as though watching through a camera, and with each click the scene changed. It finally settled on what he assumed was Egypt and he found himself wandering the streets of a small town, and into the market where he took up his hobby of searching for the perfect souvenir. As his dream self leaned over a stall display to get a better look at the carved stones in the cases, a shadow fell across the market. Ignoring it as a cloud passing over the sun, Russell continued to browse until the sounds of screams forced him to look up. Looming over them was the Sphinx. Russell found himself pinned to the spot and unable to get away as the Great Sphinx lifted a massive paw and crushed the entire market.<br/><br/>Waking with a start, Russell felt a weight on top of him moments before hearing the two words. A hand flew to his face as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes.<br/>"Gah! Oh, it's you." Russell said, looking down at the creature sprawled across him. "And are those my jeans?" He asked, pulling the clothing off the creature's head and sitting up. Stretching, the man addressed the creature again.<br/>"I guess this is your way of telling me it's time to get up than." He said with a yawn, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and standing up. He still wasn't sure what he was going to do with this thing, but right now his stomach knew what it wanted.<br/>"Come on, let's go get some breakfast." He waved the creature to follow him as he walked into the small kitchen, still clad in pajamas. Just as he got there he heard the doorbell ring. Casting an eye to the creature he led it into the living room where it wouldn't be seen, and rushed to the door.<br/><br/>"Morning Russell. Here's the groceries you wanted me to pick up." He had forgotten that he had asked his neighbour to pick up some things for him when he got back, knowing that he wouldn't have anything in the house for when he got home.<br/>"Uh, thanks." Russell took the bags, placing them just inside the door.<br/>"So how was the trip? Did you bring anything back?" Russell kept nervously looking back, hoping the man wouldn't see the creature he had taken in.<br/>"Yeah, but can we talk later? I got the stove on." He lied, hoping the man would leave.<br/>"Alright, wouldn't want you to burn the building down." The man laughed. Russell closed the door and released the breath he hadn't realized he had been holding.