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I wake up with a start, and my head feels like it's about to split open from the sudden movement. I look around me, taking in the steely surroundings. There's tables and workbenches strewn about. It smells of decay, I notice, as well as odd chunks of various colors serving as the only decorations for the area.

A wave of pain hits me before any questions can. My scream echoes around the room, but nothing seems to respond to it. I try to lunge away from where I'm standing, but something keeps me from moving. I cough, and a blackish sludge falls to the floor. Did I fall asleep like this? Why am I here? What the fuck happened to me?

I suddenly remember.

I'm wandering around town after classes. My friend, Becca, and her girlfriend are with me. We're arguing about something... What are we arguing about?

I never really liked her girlfriend. What's her name again? Lily? Mimi? Whatever her name is, we argued all the fucking time. Becca would always accuse me of being jealous, and what's her face would always just say I thought it was the worse she was dating another girl instead of me. I can't just not like my best friend's girlfriend for other reasons? She's vain as hell and a complete bitch!

I try to remember more for a few minutes, but nothing comes to me. Must not have been that important, I guess.

I look down at what's holding me in place. A bunch of leather straps, huh? I pull forward and convulse my body to try and break the damn things. One around my arm comes loose, and I manage to wiggle it out. I undo the other straps, fall a couple feet forward, and land directly on my face. I try to get up a few times before I give up and decide to crawl in my search for an escape. I look down, and see giant hands holding me up. I scream and fall on my side.

"What the fuck!?" I lay there for a moment, looking at my hands. They're huge, and the fur is all black. I look down at the rest of the body. Why am I naked? I can't be naked, where's my robe? Where am I? I can't have people notice me like this...

They probably already have. That's probably why I'm here. Someone saw me like this.

I start feeling nauseas, and immediately vomit a large pile of sludge. I force myself to get up after this, and eventually manage to stand. Staggering down a nearby hallway, I look around for signs of other people. I don't see anyone else. I eventually come to a door, and outside of it, I'm in a deserted looking field.

Everything goes white, and all of a sudden, I'm in a dark room. I'm on my knees, tied up again. There's other people around me, muttering amongst themselves. "Where are we?" I ask the room. Someone near me answers hoarsely. "We're going-"

He doesn't have a chance to finish. Everything goes dark again.

Description
I wake up with a start, and my head feels like it's about to split open from the sudden movement. I look around me, taking in the steely surroundings. There's tables and workbenches strewn about. It smells of decay, I notice, as well as odd chunks of various colors serving as the only decorations for the area.

A wave of pain hits me before any questions can. My scream echoes around the room, but nothing seems to respond to it. I try to lunge away from where I'm standing, but something keeps me from moving. I cough, and a blackish sludge falls to the floor. Did I fall asleep like this? Why am I here? What the fuck happened to me?

I suddenly remember.

I'm wandering around town after classes. My friend, Becca, and her girlfriend are with me. We're arguing about something... What are we arguing about?

I never really liked her girlfriend. What's her name again? Lily? Mimi? Whatever her name is, we argued all the fucking time. Becca would always accuse me of being jealous, and what's her face would always just say I thought it was the worse she was dating another girl instead of me. I can't just not like my best friend's girlfriend for other reasons? She's vain as hell and a complete bitch!

I try to remember more for a few minutes, but nothing comes to me. Must not have been that important, I guess.

I look down at what's holding me in place. A bunch of leather straps, huh? I pull forward and convulse my body to try and break the damn things. One around my arm comes loose, and I manage to wiggle it out. I undo the other straps, fall a couple feet forward, and land directly on my face. I try to get up a few times before I give up and decide to crawl in my search for an escape. I look down, and see giant hands holding me up. I scream and fall on my side.

"What the fuck!?" I lay there for a moment, looking at my hands. They're huge, and the fur is all black. I look down at the rest of the body. Why am I naked? I can't be naked, where's my robe? Where am I? I can't have people notice me like this...

They probably already have. That's probably why I'm here. Someone saw me like this.

I start feeling nauseas, and immediately vomit a large pile of sludge. I force myself to get up after this, and eventually manage to stand. Staggering down a nearby hallway, I look around for signs of other people. I don't see anyone else. I eventually come to a door, and outside of it, I'm in a deserted looking field.

Everything goes white, and all of a sudden, I'm in a dark room. I'm on my knees, tied up again. There's other people around me, muttering amongst themselves. "Where are we?" I ask the room. Someone near me answers hoarsely. "We're going-"

He doesn't have a chance to finish. Everything goes dark again.