I'm in a cartoon. I'm a cartoon cat. We're on a street, washed out colours, black lines delimit objects. It feels two dimensional. A cat is talking, I wasn't listening: '...so let's play.' it says. Another cat says, 'No, not here, I know a place, come on!' and starts running. We're all running now, very fast along the 2D road, legs a-blur. I look at the simply drawn houses and wonder about being a cartoon animal. 'Where is this place?' shouts the first cat. 'Past that old road where your mother used to live,' at this point a map pops up in my mind with dotted lines marking our progress and a large X where the cat's mother used to live. 'And then across the street near that brown box.' We pass two cartoon ducks at high speed.