Harry finished eating the kibbles and other such nonsense from his food bowl. He ran out of water two days ago. All Harry had to occupy his time was a Rubik's cube. Every side was the same color, but that did not lessen the cries of joy from the rest of the children every time he solved it.

"How you do that, bro?" said Skillet, the boy in the cage next to Harry's. Harry simply stared at him, and continued solving the Rubik's cube with his elbows. Skillet stared back for a while. "Ay man, you got any smokes?" Harry continued to stare his vacant stare. Skillet still looked at him earnestly. "How 'bout some weed? I'd do either, ya feel me bro?"

Harry dropped the Rubik's cube and at last responded, "No, I don't feel you. I don't feel anything… except darkness."

"I know you been hiding some weed, homie."

"Life is an empty void of lost hope and forgotten dreams. All your wants and desires are now or eventually will be meaningless."

"Well shiiiiiiiiiit."

They suddenly heard footsteps coming down the stairs. "I thought I told ya'll to keep yo' mouths shut you idiot chilluns'." It was Aunt Jemima. "That inspector gonna be coming 'round soon, so I finna let ya'll outta these cages. Act like we's all justa big happy family till she leaves, or I will whoop you so hard, you will wish you was not physically capable of feeling whoopings of such a caliber."

Harry and company followed Aunt Jemima up the stairs. They sat around watching the Black Entertainment Channel or whatever until they heard a series of loud knocks on the door. Harry looked out the window. He saw that this was not the inspector at all, but a huge black guy who looked like he could be a bouncer for a club in some rich white girl's music video. Aunt Jemima was not aware of this as she approached the door, however. "Oh hello missus inspector ma'am," Jemima said as she opened the door, "as you can see me and my family is all about to eat dinner now and- OH LAWD!" The black guy sucker punched Aunt Jemima and barged into the house.

The children stared at him incredulously. The man wore baggy clothes and a golden pendant of the letters 'HW'. He stepped over Aunt Jemima and approached the group of kids. He cleared his throat and said "Harry, you a wizard homie."