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                  -10:37 PM, Friday Night-

*Tap Tap Tap* "*In Mind* Ugh, why is coming up with story ideas so hard. Maybe we can make Axel and Scar vampire twins. And Emma can be a werewolf. Yeah, that should work. Alright. It's getting late, I need to go to bed." You walk over to your bed and try to lay down but you slip on some fallen pens, hit your head, fall on a backpack, and pass out. You wake up, but are still slightly asleep. You can feel your backpack under you, but can't tell what smells so bad in your room. At least that's what you think. You decide that you should get up now and go to bed. You lay down for a bit more but you feel a sharp pain in your head that's telling you that you should go take care of it, so you open your eyes. You try to look for a bathroom but realize that you aren't in your house anymore. You have stumbled into a place way worse.

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