Arthur flinched as he saw the pillow get snatched away. Even the water had monsters in it. These were [b]his[/b] monsters though. After all, this was [b]his[/b] dream, and he could do whatever he wanted. Right? He glanced over to the buttons considering touching one of them in his moment of doubt. He swallowed down his fear. After all he could not trust the cat.

He immediately started stacking up the pillows against the wall opposite of the buttons. The effort required was something olympian and he had to stop several times to catch his breath. For this being a dream, he felt very worn out by the time he was even halfway finished. Damp pillows were heavy. He looked at his progress as he sat down on the stack against the wall. Just a few more pillows and he might be able to reach.

Arthur glowered at the cat as he stacked up the last few pillows. All it did was watch. He did not trust it at all. He wished it would go away. He looked up at the new pile of pillows and licked his lips. He had to use all of them to be able to reach the water, and the stack was fairly steep. He caught his breath before he started to climb up the pillows. The water was a good couple feet away from the top of the pile, but it was close enough he could actually climb into it.

He took a deep breath as he hopped into it and found himself swimming. He knew he could not hold his breath for too long, so he had to find a way out. Immediately, he scanned the area for an exit. If he could not wake up normally he would have to wake up a different way. Either way, he would have to find a way out of here.