My fingers gripped the phone, shaky and wet.
What the heck type of New York City is this?
Both feet were planted firmly on the concrete, almost in a fighting pose. I was crouching behind a garbage bin and peering across the alley to catch a strange mugging on video for the police. Two large men, dressed in full suits, held a smaller guy up by his collar. They had weird accents.
"Where is it?" One hissed, tensing his grip.
The small guy in glasses whimpered. "I don't have it!" He was obviously lying.
Then, to my surprise, a container of glowing liquid slipped from the dude's bag. It crashed on the pavement near the tall guys, both of them flinching and dropping the man while proceeding to pat themselves down frantically.
"Get it off!"
Thump
"No!"
Crack
"Help!"
Whoosh
"Where's the bottle?"
Crack
"I'm sitting on it! I'm sitting on it! Ow! What the he-" the men were screaming their heads off.
Then, something happened. Something I can't explain. They were on the ground, screaming, their clothes ripping apart. Fur starting sprouting from their broken suits, their faces becoming canine-like, and their voices growing raspy.
These men, who were just mugging a random dude in New York, were now walking dogs.
They were dogs on two feet.
Click
"Shi-"
The man, or dog, lunged at me and the camera. I fell backward, hitting the wall.
"Hey!" I yelled, trying to get back up. But he pushed me down and raised his clawed paw, ready to strike.
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