Delayed Alarm

Albert stops in Fred's driveway and carries you to the front door. Fred's house is huge, mansion is probably a better comparison. Albert rings the doorbell.

"Wow... is... this..."

Fred answers the door. "Hey, guy's, what's..." his eyes go wide as he see's you

"Fred's... house?"

"Yes...?" says Fred.

"It's... huge..."

"Thank?"

"Oh... hi... Fred."

Fred looks extremely confused.

"Don't mind him, he's reactions are like, super slow right now." Says Albert. "Main thing is that he's been hit, so it's likely your going to be targeted at some point, so we need to be on a look out."

"You... might... be... in... danger... ..." you ty to explain the same point, but Albert is way ahead of you, and the two are quickly formulating a plan, walking to the living room while you slowly cross the threshold, trying to hurry, but also trying not to fall again. The more infuriating thing is that you are thinking at the same pace, but your so delayed, it's as if the two are zipping about without you.

But you really can't blame them, your literally a fat sloth, you can't hope to keep up. So what can you do?

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