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It was like a lapse in time... I blinked and I was standing in front of a bar here in New York City.
I couldn't explain, first I was just laying in my bed watching Netflix on my laptop then I'm just here, In front of a bar I've never seen before.
Well theres a reason for everything... isn't there?
I decided it would be a good idea to walk right in the bar.
I push one of the doors open, this was more of a club than a bar, but the outside sure looked like a plain old bar... guess not.
As I walked in I realized this had to be one heck of a strange club... or what ever this place was.
I've never even been to a high school party, let alone a club, one things for sure, I've had some of my friends describe them and this is not what they described.
There was the people that were dancing, there was a bar and then places to sit, like couches and tables, but they sure didn't describe every single freaking person in here to be built like a freaking god!
The men, most had no shirt on with the most muscles I've ever seen on a person, oh and don't get me started on the women, they were the literal description of the word perfect. Then there was me standing in the doorway in a pair or grey joggers, a tie die t-shirt, and a messy bun, wow, I fit in perfectly. "Not" I muttered under my breath.
I turned and pushed the door open and when my bare feet hit the cement... it wasn't cement, it was dirt covered in pine straw and dead leaves, with a verity of sizes of twig and limbs.
"Where not in Kansas anymore todo" I said to myself .
I looked all around me and there was no bar anymore, just woods for who knows how long. I start running straight, there's gotta be an ending, I told my self. So I ran, and ran, and ran some more, then I tripped and fell, rolling from the speed I was going at, and landing on my stomach with my face in the ground.
"Oww" I say as I push myself up slowly into a sitting position.
All of a sudden I here a twig break from In front of me, and I immediately jerk my head up and see pricing blue eyes staring back at me.
It starts moving forward, and when it steps from out of the shadows, I realize what those eyes belong to.
A huge pitch black wolf, and when I say huge I mean if I stood up beside it it's head would probably reach over top of mine.
It's slowly starts taking one step at a time towards me, I don't dare move. Well if this is how I'm going to die, at least I could say I've been in a club before.
When it's about two feet from me my vision starts going blurry and I know that I'm going to pass out. My last thought were ' at least I won't have to feel my death' .