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SUPERNATURALS

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The first thing he noticed when he woke up was a thumping headache.

A thumping headache and a sharp pain in his hand.

The second thing he noticed was a strange, foreign smell surrounding him, a mix of lavender and burned coffee, and voices coming from downstairs.

Slowly, he opened his eyes and snapped them back shut almost immediately. Bright light was shining directly into his face.

He pushed himself up on his elbows and slowly blinked the sleep out of his eyes.

His breath caught in his throat as soon as he was able to focus on his surroundings.

He was in a room, walls painted white and floor made of pale wood, with a single tiny window on the top of the wall next to him. With a jolt of horror he realized that the room had no door.

Nothing but the mattress Michael was laying on was placed in the room.

His worn out Jean Jacket was tossed next to the mattress on the ground.

He felt his muscles tighten and cold sweat breaking out on his whole body.

Where was he, how did he end up here and what the fuck was he doing here?

He recalled walking home from college and the next thing he remembered was waking up here.

Looking down at his hand he saw a number etched into his skin on the back of his left hand, causing the sharp stinging he had felt earlier. It seemed like someone had burned the digits into his skin.

641.

He got up and went over to the wall to start knocking and pushing against the cement in search of a hidden door. There must be something, after all he had gotten into the room someway. After coming up with nothing he tried the window. But it was sealed shut with no possible way to get it open.

He sank to the ground, his mind was racing and he was frantically searching for an explanation, or a way to wake up from this nightmare.

He didn't know what it was that made him do the next thing, maybe it was the shock and fear, maybe an instinkt, but he scrambled to his feet and ran towards the wall, full speed.

He screwed his eyes shut but the crash never came.

Instead he was standing in a dimly lit hallway with doors going off on either sides of it.

And a few feet in front of him stood a boy who was looking at him startled.

He was wearing black skinny jeans, vans and a grey, loose fitting shirt with the words BITE ME sprawled across the front in bold, bloodred letters. His skin was pale and smooth, his bluish veins slightly visible through it like it was made out of thin fragile paper.

His hair was a blonde mess of curls on his head, his eyes were a very light, pale blue and his dark pink lips were slightly agape.

The two boys just stared at each other for a solid minute before the blonde boy snapped out of his daze.

"Uh.. hey.. how did you get here?"

"I don't know?! I woke up in this creepy room with no door and ran through a wall and now I landed here."

The second those words left his mouth he wished he could take them back in because he realized he must sound mental.

"Oh... okay cool. Hey then, I'm Luke and I'm a vampire if you couldn't tell. We weren't expecting another one but hey, now we're a team of four.. yay?," Luke smiled and laughed slightly.