Please Don't Go (Scömìche)

That Night

Mitch's Pov:
     Let's go all the way back to the beginning, when I took a walk into the forest near where Scott and I live. It was a warm summer night, and the trees were blowing in the wind. I wanted to take a walk to remember the magical moments that happened on tour, it's like a tradition for me. I always take a long walk after the last day of tour, but usually I'm with Scott. This time I was alone. I hated being alone, but Scott looked like he was having fun celebrating. I didn't want to ruin that.
     I thought a video of the trees and moon would be great for snapchat, so I got my phone out of my pocket. I saw that Scott has texted me, asking where I was. I almost told him that I hadn't even been gone that long, but then I looked at the time. I'd been walking for a lot longer than I thought. I told Scott I was taking pictures of trees and would be back soon.
     I was glad I had people in my life that cared as much as Scott does. Scott cares more than most. I've always liked him, but recently it has been more than ever.
     I was thinking about that when I opened snapchat. Just as I started a video, a strange figure came out of the shadows and jumped on my back. I fell onto the ground and while he put a towel in my mouth, I updated my story, with the new snap of me screaming help. I knew that whatever happened to me, that my friends at least this to give them a good lead. I hoped nothing bad was happening to me. All of that  happened in a matter of 5 seconds.
     The person told me to sit up once I my hands and feet were tied. I obeyed him, mostly because I wanted a good look at his face. His voice sounded strange, almost like he'd never used it before, and his face didn't match it at all.
     This guy was wearing some really weird clothes. He was wearing a white coat that was like 5 sizes too big, and touched the ground. He looked about my height, but definitely was older. His hair was brownish gray, and was frizzy, going everywhere.
     Where have I seen this man before? I thought as he rummaged through his backpack for something. I began shaking, because I was scared for whatever he was getting out of the backpack. I imagined many different scenes, maybe he'd pull out s gun and I'd get shot, or even a laser and he would chop me in half. None of the stuff I imagined made me feel any better. He took out a black case and opened it up. In it was a giant needle filled with a neon colored liquid. He began cleaning it and I knew he was going to be injecting whatever it was into me. Eventually, he spoke again.
     "This won't hurt. Just kidding it will. This will turn you, hopefully, into another organism," he said, and I got the creepy feeling this man was a Pentatonix hater. I shuddered as he cleaned the tip of the needle.
     "Let me formally introduce myself. I'm Dr. Steven Wievenstein and I am a scientist trying to figure out how to change humans into smaller organisms. I need a human test person and you're my lucky recipient. The state wouldn't let me test on humans or animals of any kind but I found you. Okay, right now I'm attempting to change you into a horse."
     I say staring at this crazy man, blinking. I realized I thought I had seen him before because he looked like a crazy scientist from a movie.
     I tried to tell him I had to go home, but the towel was in my mouth and it sounded more like 'bft fi goft fo go fome'. He took the towel out of my mouth so I could talk.
     "I have people waiting for me at home!" I cried out.
     "The only way I would let you go is if you told me that you had to feed your cat, and that's not what you said, so you're staying," he said with a scary gleam in his eye. I realized that he was definitely crazy. I was about to scream  at this man to let me go, but I calmed myself down and tried to think like a crazy person. If I were crazy, what would make me let an innocent person go? I should tell him I do, in fact, have a cat that probably needs to be fed.
     "I have a cat named Wyatt and I have to go over to my friends house to feed him," I said, trying to make him realize that he could let me go.
     "Oh really? Okay I'll let you go."
     He began to untie me while I thanked life for being freed, but I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my arm. I felt the needle go in my arm, and then he took it out.
     "You're not very smart, are you? Well it doesn't matter now, because in a few seconds you will have the brain capacity of a horse. Bye whoever you are."
     "QUEEN MITCHELL COBY MICHAEL GRASSI TO YOU!" I screamed as I felt my skin burning and changing into something else. I looked down, and I saw my skin getting tanner, but something went wrong. I knew that because there was a look of shock and disappointment on the scientist's face. A huge wave of pain made me fall to the ground, and I fainted into the cold forest floor.

OH MY I BET YOU DIDN'T SEE THAT COMING! Whaaat Mitch was turned into a horse?idek okay... No ones probably reading this 😂😂 if you are props to you. Again a huge thanks @FoxScales for giving me the ideas for this book! Yay! Okay so as always I'll update tomorrow! Thank you for reading, and bye!
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~Sam🌷