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It was an average day. Liam was typing at his computer, when Owen suddenly came up behind him.
“Hey. It’s time to go man.”
“Already?” Liam asked.
“Yeah. 6:30.” He said, pointing to the clock.
“Dang. This day went by fast. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“See ya.” Owen responded as he got into the elevator.
Liam was biking down the bridge, hoping to get home quickly. The night wind blew threw his hair. He was tired from the day, even though it went by so fast.
Unfortunately for him, he would never make it home. Just as he was halfway through the bridge, he was suddenly thrown from his bike. His face skirted across the ground. When he finally came to his senses, he noticed two things:
1. It was bright as hell. The sun shown brightly over the… green, grassy hills?
2. He felt weird. REALLY weird. He looked down, expecting to see an injury of some kind.
For a split second, he thought he had seen his normal green hoodie, pocket and all, but after only a moment, he realized that the pouch was fused to his skin. In fact, the whole hoodie seemed to be fused to him, covering up his sweatpants! Well, more like the fabric was his skin. He cringed.
“What the…” he whispered to himself, looking over his stick-thin arms.
He looked up when he heard footsteps coming towards him. A blue candle with black limbs, not unlike himself, ran towards him, and soon after what looked to be a soda bottle followed after-
“Hello contestants, my name is… sorry”
A loud voice suddenly boomed. Loud microphone adjustments could be heard after.
“Is this better?” It said, not longer ear bleeding.
“Hello, contestants, I am your host, Airy, and welcome to this competition called ‘ONE’”