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That morning, as part her daily routine, she reached into her cupboard for her gingko biloba supplement. Instead, she only found an eye staring back at her. All the otherwise reasonably anticipated contents of the cupboard were gone.

There was an eye in her cupboard.

"Maybe it's hypoglycemia. This is delusional. I must be in a dream." She didn't have lunch or dinner yesterday, maybe she was fainting from hunger - hypoglycemia. "This is delusional. There is an eye in my cupboard." It blinked.

If she blinked back, it might try to communicate somemore. That might help make sense of this. So she blinked, in hopes, as well, that the eye would disappear. If so, she must go get herself a kitkat. The eye was still there. She closed the cupboard and opened it again. The eye was still there.

She peered to check if it came with a mouth piece. It did not. It was by itself and merely looked at her.

By then, it was quite apparent to her that she would not find her gingko biloba in the cupboard today, so she closed the cupboard and went off to get herself a kitkat anyway.

"Maybe such things are drawn to bottles of gingko biloba supplements, like how... mushrooms are drawn to growing on damp wood," she wondered. "Had the other things in the cupboard drawn the eye?" She ran them through mentally and made a shopping list as well.

She thought that maybe it was a practical joke. Before leaving for work, she went back to the cupboard with a pair of chopsticks. She opened the cupboard and the eye was still there. She poised her chopsticks in a pseudo-i-am-going-to-attack-the-eye-with-a-kungfu-stance stance.

She had never learnt kungfu.