It was long, warm summer night, when the frightened chair was running across the beach. The table was chasing after her. The chair tried running away, but the table was faster and stronger than her. He caught her. “Come on! We were meant for each other!” said the table with a creepy voice, that made the chair shiver. He sounded drunk. “No! Get away from me!” the chair screamed, “you were made in Hobby Lobby, and I was made in Home Depot. We’re too different!” The table tried to hurt the chair; he was holding on to her too tight, he made her bruise. She had already lost hope. When out of nowhere, a shark jumped out of the ocean and got a hold of the table. The chair took the chance and turned, and ran for her life. Until, she arrived to the city. Then she was found by a nice old woman. She took her to a nice, beautiful house. But something just didn’t feel right about that house. Was the chair completely save? And was the old lady really as good as she seems?