However, when I heard the news, I wasn't as worried about myself as I was the clarinets. No, not the people who play clarinets. The clarinets themselves. They needed to be saved! So, I rushed around and gathered up all the clarinets I could find, then went searching for the perfect meteor-proof place to stash them.
The cupboard under the bathroom sink should do nicely.
After making sure all the clarinets were secure in the cupboard, I raced back into town to see if I could round any more up. My search led me to a shoe store. Hurry! There's not much time till armageddon!
But I had a problem. Seems I had somehow become velcroed to the wall of the shoe store, and couldn't budge. But there were still helpless clarinets out there that weren't in my bathroom cupboard! Frantically, I tried to pry myself off the wall, but the velcro held me fast. It looked like it was the end...
And it was the end, because I woke up.