You wake up and open your eyes, surprised beyond belief at the amount of hair that obscures your vision. You reach up and brush away the tawny coloured fur from your face and are shocked to come face to face with 7-inch retractible claws. Somehow you find yourself incredibly hungry, and you have these mental pictures of chasing gazelles through a grassy field.

You pounce out of bed and head outside, expecting to find a vast safari-style landscape, complete with a few zebra and maybe some rhinos. Instead, you poke your maned head out the door into rush hour traffic, and people start running away from you, screaming bloody murder. You can't help it, and you let out a huge roar.

Somehow, you find yourself surrounded by police officers and animal control people. They shoot you with a tranquilizer and you fade out.

You wake up in a 6-by-6 cage where you can't see out. Voices approach.