It took Doonoe a long while to actually open his eyes. It also took him a long while to pull the covers away from his face. The grey sky outside let in just a bit of light, bright enough for Doonoe's sleepy eyes to take it the shapes and shadows of the room around him. It was mostly empty, a dresser with some of his clothes, a chair who's only use was to hold dirty clothes which were beginning to pile up, and a small window with bars keeping him from sticking his head out to feel the wind in his dirty hair. And of course, the cat. The cat was always there. It was his cat actually. Today the cat was sitting beside the open door, waiting for him to get out of bed.<br/><br/>Doonoe sighed, figuring the cat was probably making sure that he got up for breakfast. He would slowly rise from his tossed around bed sheets, his head feeling a little more heavy than usual. With a loud groan he would rise to his feet, keeping a hand on the bed to make sure that he didn't just fall onto the floor. He stayed in his night gown, something he normally did since he really didn't care to change clothes often, and made his way to the door. The cat, resembling the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland, would purr and nuzzle against his legs before sitting back and blinked with one single large purple eye. That's right, one huge eye that covered the space on it's face where two normal eyes should have.<br/><br/>"So what should we get up to today, Oohnoe?" Doonoe reached down and patted the cats purple and black striped fur. "Breakfast first, as always" The cat replied back in a butler like tone and pushed it's large fluffy body out of the door. Doonoe just sighed, his little invisible friend always keeping him in check. He opened the door and followed the cat down the hall, not even seeming to notice how empty it was. It wasn't empty to him, soft whispered played in his ears and shadows darted around the outside of his vision. That was his life, hearing and seeing things that weren't really there. But Doonoe didn't care, Oohnoe was there to chase off the shadow biters, small creatures with a soft ball sized head, no eyes, a stick body with sharp claws and teeth. Oohnoe was there to take care of him.<br/><br/>Doonoe only blinked out of his own mind at the sound of another resident who happened to be shaking another. That was odd, normally the caretakers would stop any kind of violence before it even started. Speaking of which, where were the caretakers? And, more importantly, where was the smell of food? Doonoe tilted his head, his bare feet slowly and cautiously moving towards the two figures, one slouched in an odd way on a couch, the other standing over the one on the couch. "W-what's going on..?" Doonoe blinked at the two, feeling the fur of Oohnoe brushing against his ankles.