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 He stood up, slung the cloth closer around his hips,
 and clumsily felt around the room for his clothes.
 He of course knew who had unclothed him
 --- even though he wasn't entirely sure why ---,
 but he thought it would be more embarrassing to get \textit{dressed} in front of her.
 He just barely made it.
 As the sheet was pushed to the side in front of the doorway again he was busy tying his shoes and only regarded Katt out of the corner of his eye.
 She hadn't come alone.
 Behind her a second,
 smaller shadow
 --- probably her sister ---
 stepped into the room,
 but stood at the doorway.
 Katt carried something in her hands and as she got closer Andrew heard a quiet gurgle that escalated his thirst to an almost unbearable burning in his throat.
 Without tying his shoe completely he turned around towards Katt and downright ripped the metal container from her hands.
 The water was warm and tasted a bit stale,
 but he still gulped it down with large, greedy swallows,
 and even though he emptied the whole cup he almost had more thirst afterwards than he had before.
 So as not to waste even the last drop he licked his lips and just now noticed how rough and chapped his lips were.
 The fever must have impacted him more than he had thought.
 ``Thank you'', he said and held the cup out to Katt.
 ``Can I have some more?''
 ``Later'', answered Katt.
 ``I don't think that you should drink too much at once.
 How do you feel?''
 The question was tinged with an unmistakeable astonishment to see him not only awake, but also standing and fully clothed.
 She herself had also recuperated quite well.
 She didn't necessarily look in the pink
 --- she was too lean and the traces of lifelong hardship were dug too deep in her face ---,
 but she seemed to have taken the previous day much better than he had,
 which Andrew registered with a slight stab of envy.
 ``How you feel after a day like yesterday'', he said.
 ``Where are we?''
 ``Yessterday?'', asked Ratt from the door.
 Andrew took a quick look in her direction and a strange feeling washed over him.
 The picture from his memory wanted to push itself forward again, but Andrew hastily dismissed it again.
 Ratt had an odd way to speak,
 maybe even a speech impediment --- so?
 ``In my house'', answered Katt.
 ``Ratt and I brought you here.''
 She made a gesture as he wanted to say something and continued.
 ``I would like it if you would sit down.
 We know how strong and tough you are,
 but that won't matter if you just collapse again.''
 That was too much, even with all the thankfulness Andrew still felt.
 Eventually she would have to stop getting on his nerves about her carrying him.
 Twice, to be exact.
 ``Listen'', he started.
 ``I think that\dots''
 The shadow at the door moved.
 Ratt got closer and stepped into the grey light that streamed through the holes in the tattered sheet that covered the window,
 and Andrew stopped mid sentence.
 His jaw dropped.
 The cup slipped out of his hand and fell rattling to the ground, but he didn't hear it.
 He stared at Katt's sister with an incredulous look.
 His memory hadn't been tricking him.
 And it wasn't a nightmare.
 In front of him a one and a half meter tall rat stood on its hind legs.
 ``But \dots that's \dots impossible!'', he grunted.
 ``Yeah, I'm happy too meet you too\footnote{This needs some work. Book page 149}'', hissed Ratt.
 ``And if it makesss you fffeel any better, I don't think you're handsssome either.''
 ``I must be dreaming'', mumbled Andrew.
 Man-sized rats that walked on their hind legs and lisped sassy answers didn't exist.
 ``Please sit down, Andrew'', Katt asked.
 ``I think we need to explain something to you.''
 Andrew actually let himself sink obediently to the edge of the bed
 --- even if it was just because his knees suddenly felt like they were filled with pudding,
 and couldn't support the weight of his body any more.
 Katt watched him very carefully,
 and he didn't overlook that she was standing in a somewhat tense position so that she could jump in if he suddenly went limp again.
 This time Andrew didn't take her unmistakeable concern for granted.
 He really felt as if he could collapse at any moment.
 Everything was spinning around him,
 but this time it wasn't due to anything physical.