Another Monday Morning

You take off your top pajama button and throw it over the side of the deep dark hole. At first you hear it cascade of the sides, and then you hear nothing. After what seems like forever, you hear a soft rumbling below. The Zebra whinny's softly and its eyes gleam with a dark red flame. You feel it back slowly away from the cliff. Then you feel its haunches tense as if preparing to sprint.

You...