The room was dark, musty, and smelled like mildew and mothballs. My nose reeked at the awful, horrid scent. My mouth tasted like dirt. I looked around the room, but all I saw was black nothingness. I squinted, but my eyes couldn't process anything. I stopped trying to see, and closed my eyes, trying to stand up. I couldn't. My muscles wouldn't work. I managed to push myself and felt fur. "Blake?" I asked through clenched teeth, nearly unable to talk. "Sky? Is that you? Where are we?" I pushed myself closer. The lights flickered on. "Blake!" My ears shot straight up. I saw his face. My eyes opened and I saw the face of a brow furred wolf with a white chest. "They'll have to sleep a little longer. I saw him grin, then felt pain in my shoulder. I turned to see a sunset colored wolf grin, then blacked out. Where was I?
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Reborn
Science FictionMy name is Sora. I died at age 104. When I went to heaven, I was given a choice- to be related to myself, have the same name as myself and be my daughters daughter. I chose this. I was sent into the world. Into my mansion. It was mine in both lives...
