Øne Way Ør Another Pt. 1

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After this stranger told me all I wanted to know, I was currently silent. 'Okay, dude's obviously a creepo!' I thought as my eyes flickered for a way to escape. (Danny): so let me get this straight. I'm...Dorothy Gale? L-like the oz thing? And that's real too!? He nodded happily, and it was painfully obvious he didn't understand the meaning of sarcasm. (?): so you remember the witch then? Oh ish! I hope he didn't realize I drowned him out after the cop car drove by and I mouthed 'help me!' (Danny): uh...green lady, pointy noise; nasally voice, not very pretty? He sat back with an exasperated sigh. (?): this is gonna be harder than I thought. (Danny): wait what!? B-but the witch from the story was--! (?):--a cursed witch. They never have witches like that in Oz! And Aradia no different! She was transported here too, you know! I slowly nodded, but on the inside I was screaming for help!

(Danny): okay. Well, this has been nice um...? He paused, but silently cursed before sticking out a hand. (?): I'm Scott! Of course I'm not really sure what happened in Oz, I remember everything else! I reluctantly shook his hand, and Without another glance, I took out my pepper spray and spayed relentlessly in his eyes! As he fell out of his seat, I took off the pumps and threw it at him. (Danny): stay away from me or I'm calling the cops, you psycho!

Hightailing it out of there as quickly as possible, I found my hotel floor, and checking one last time, I opened the door and locked it behind me, turning off my lights, closing my blinds, etc! I backed away from the door puffing heavily, and as I collapsed on my bed, I cuddled up into a deep sleep. The next morning, everything felt closer together and there was a lump on the other side of....my....bed. I wasn't even bothered to turn around, as I let out a scream and the guy jumped out of bed! It wasn't Scott! It wasn't Scott! He held his hands up in defense and smiled cheekily At me. (?): well, this is awkward.

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