When I came to, I was in the middle of a different alley.

It was also bright out, it wasn't as loud as New York, so I knew I wasn't there.

I got up and sat a sticky note on my arm, 'I put money in your wallet, you're in a world where monsters exists and you're in Hodgenville, Kentucky. Have fun :)'.

I rolled my eyes and kicked at the dirt, walking out of the alley and to a motel that was across the street.

I paid for a room, I don't think the guy behind the counter really expected anyone to checkout one of his rooms.

I learned that the elderly man's name was George and his wife was Francine.

I was polite, so they gladly gave me a room and showed me to it.

I unlocked it and took a look around, it had red carpet, a full size bed with a brown comforter, a closet, bathroom, and a small kitchen with a mini fridge, stove, and sink.

There was also a small dinner table with four chairs. What was suspicious to me, was the bag that was sitting on the bed with a note attached.

I walked over and picked it off, 'I took the liberty of giving you clothes. They're from your closet- Loki'.

I put the bag in the closet and flopped onto the bed stomach first.

It didn't really take me long to fall asleep.

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