C of the U: But then, as I stared miserably at the broken battery case, I saw a something small and glowing fall out of the crack, and there was a note attached. "Dear Sarquon, please fly to my grave, and there, you must place three dreams." Huh? I'm not Sarquon... Suddenly I stared in the mirror. I WAS Sarquon! I had all that beautiful bright plumage, and a big yello beak, and in one bright gold claw I held the note. I examined my back, but there wasn't a switch anymore...