The Mysterious

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Wayne slowly opened his eyes, the dim light of the elevator car blinding him for a moment. The smell of must and grime filled his nostrils as he took in his surroundings. The elevator car was beaten and battered, the doors wide open, allowing the wind to howl through the small space. He turned his head and saw Sawyer lying nearby, her body curled up in pain. The hand rail on the wall of the elevator car was his only support as he pulled himself up, his body aching with every move. But he had to reach her. He had to make sure she was okay.

As he stood by her side, he could see the tears streaming down her face. She was sad, but also scared. He could see it in her eyes. She needed his help, and he was determined to give it to her. With a gentle hand, he helped her to her feet, her body trembling with pain. But together, they made their way to the open elevator doors, and looked out at the strange world beyond.

The ground was unlike anything they had ever seen before. An odd, golden road stretched out before them, disappearing into the horizon. It looked like it had traveled for miles, through unknown lands and unimaginable obstacles. But Wayne couldn't help but feel drawn to it, to the unknown adventure that awaited them. Sawyer's hand tightened around his as she looked at him, her eyes filled with fear and confusion.

"Should we go out there?" she asked, her voice trembling. She was scared, and Wayne could see it. He wanted to reassure her, to tell her that everything would be okay. But he couldn't. Not when he was just as scared and confused as she was.

"I think we should," he said finally, taking a step towards the golden road. But before he could take another step, he felt Sawyer's grip tighten around his arm. He turned to her, ready to comfort her, but his words died in his throat as he saw the look on her face.

She was scared, yes. But it wasn't just fear that he saw. There was something else there, something that she was struggling to hide. Something about the baby.

"Is the baby okay?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Wayne's heart clenched at the question, and he tried to hide the panic that threatened to overwhelm him. He didn't know. He hadn't even thought about it until now. But he couldn't let Sawyer see his uncertainty. He had to be strong for her.

"I'm sure the baby is fine," he said, his voice steady. "There must be a hospital or something nearby. We'll find help, I promise."

Sawyer nodded, but Wayne could see the doubt in her eyes. He wanted to tell her everything would be okay, but he couldn't. Not when he didn't even know where they were or how they got there. He had to focus on finding help, on getting them out of this strange place.

He took another step towards the golden road, but before he could step out, he heard a voice behind him. A voice that was unlike any he had ever heard before.

"My name is Harley," the voice said, and Wayne turned to see a dog standing in front of the elevator car. But this was no ordinary dog. He stood on his hind legs, and in his paw, he held a blunt. Wayne couldn't believe his eyes. Was this some sort of hallucination?

"Welcome to Hiroxson," the dog said with a grin, taking a puff from his blunt. "It's a land of magic and dreams. All the cool magical creatures come here."

Wayne and Sawyer just stood there, stunned. This was all too much to take in. Wayne couldn't even begin to process everything that was happening. But before he could say anything, the dog continued.

"But what do I know," he said with a shrug. "I'm just a dog, high as a kite."

With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Wayne and Sawyer speechless. They looked at each other, not sure what to make of this strange encounter. But one thing was for sure, they were not in Kansas anymore.

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