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I'm overtaken by a feeling of weightlessness. As if my entire body was as light as a feather and I was just drifting lazily through the open sky. Oddly,I had a heavy pressure on my elbows. Strange I think to myself.

As I lull through my hazy flight,the world around me suddenly gets brighter and brighter,to the point of nearly blinding me. At the point of my eyes burning however,my world dims,and in the place of the blinding light,I see a long white hallway. Near the end of the hallway,is a white door,that I'm slowly heading towards.

Am I walking?_I wonder to myself. Looking down I notice my legs being dragged behind me. _Whoa,Am I flying?! Looking around me I notice what's been causing the pressure on my elbows. It's two large figures clad entirely in white robes that are dragging me by my arms. As I try to squint and gain more details about them,one of them looks at me then coldly looks forward.

"Please,where are you taking me" I ask of the silent duo still dragging me through the hallway towards the door. Still,the two remain silent. We're getting very close to the doors and suddenly I'm very afraid to go through them. I began to struggle,but my struggle is futile,for by the time I free one of my arms,I'm being thrown through the doors.

My head aches,rubbing the forming knot on my head,I sit up and slowly l look around me. I see a large circular room,completely white and bare except a single chair in the middle of the room.

As I shakily stand up,I'm grabbed from behind by another robed figure,It throws me over its shoulder and then walks towards the lone chair. I struggle and squirm,punch and kick,but none of it fazes the figure,whose silence I find more unnerving as every second goes by.

When it reaches the single chair,I'm gruffly thrown into it,where my hands are roughly pulled to the arms of the chair,where another robed creature ties them down. By now my heart is racing and adrenaline courses unsteadily through my veins. As it ties down my feet and straps my head to the chair,I notice the doors I had come in through are opening.

First,a scruffy looking zebra is brought in and put on his knees. At first I don't recognize him,but as I examine him closer,I realize it's my US history teacher,Mr. Vagore.

For a few moments,nothing happens,then slowly,one of the robed monsters slowly lumbers up to Mr. Vagore and then proceeds to pull out a long dagger. Looking at in closer,I react in fear at its beautiful and horrifying nature. Staring at Mr. Vagore,I begin to wonder what's they're going to do. Are they going to kill me? Are they going to kill him? What am I doing here I think as my mind wonders.

Immediately after that thought,the figure puts the dagger to Mr. Vagore's throat,and quickly ends his life there. As his body crumples to the floor,I sit there traumatized,unable to do anything.

I could have just sat there forever,just sat there,in a lucid daze,however,as the door opens again,my eyes snap to see what's next. Another fur walks in,this time,It's a young female vixen. Staring at her,I realize it's me neighbor back in Seattle,Amanda.

She's slowly dragged to the bloodied spot right where Mr. Vagore was murdered,throw to her knees,and killed in the same way. Her final breath is used for a scream that pierces my mind and elicits a tear from me. I don't cry often,but she was one of the nicest people I've ever known. She had been his friend for several years,and they had formed a close relationship. It hurt him deeply to witness her death at the hand of these horrible things.

"Why are you doing this?" I ask to the nearest of these horrible monsters,my voice on the edge of cracking. And the doors opens again...and again...and again,as I'm forced to witness the murder and torture of those close to me,each new person of a closer relationship,until the door opens one more time.

An aged female steps in. She's wearing a tattered and torn white wedding dress,it soaked with blood and other unknown stains. As she's dragged to the spot of so many deaths,she kicks on of the demonic creatures right in the face. It stumbles for a moment,only a moment,but that's enough time for this women to escape its grasp and dash to the door.

Yes,Run! Run! I mentally urge her. As she gets a few feet from the door,she dives for the handle. The second her hand closes around the metallic knob,she's grabbed and thrown backwards several feet. She lands on the floor with a sickening crunch and screams loudly,something obviously broken. As she is once again dragged to her death,and thrown to her knees,her veil is slowly opened. The scream that comes from me is ear shattering.

It's my mother I only get a brief second to think this thought before the dagger wielding monster ends her life,like all the others. This time,however,I don't fight back the tears. They flow endlessly down my cheeks and into my muzzle,forcing a taste of saltiness onto me. I sob loudly into the room,as my sobs echo and return to me.

"Please be over,I can't take any more of this" I beg. The door slowly opens one last time.

A lithe figure slowly walks in. He's clearly given up as he willfully walks towards the sanguine-stained spot in the room. As he gets down on his knee's,I can see bloody tears fall from his face onto the ground. As the executioner grips the victim's neck,I take notice of the victims cream colored fur.

Cream.Cream.Why do I remember that?

I feel like time has slowed down,to the millisecond. As I stare into the creamy coffee colored fur of the fur. I lust for one look at his face. As the executioner brings his hand back to deliver the killing blow,the wolf's face slowly rises. As I make eye contact with him,I can only of one word,and I scream it,as the knife enters his neck.

"MATT!"

I awake in a cold sweat. My breath comes in shallow gulps of air. I try to sit up only to nearly pass out from the pain on my left arm. Slowly,I will myself to take deeper breaths,eventually I stop shaking and I can think clearly.

My name is Nicholas White. I'm on a vacation and my car crashed. Matt isn't here and neither is the person in the other car. After doing a mental check,I prop myself up on my useable arm,attempting to look around me. It's still nightime so there's no use looking around,I just need to go to back to sleep.

After a horrendous nightmare like that,sleeping is a challenge for me,but eventually,fatigue takes me over and I fall into a cold slumber.

The snapping of twigs wakes me from my chilly sleep. As the drowsy and heavy curtain of sleeps slowly falls off me,I begin to look at my surroundings. The same crashed truck,the same fallen tree,nothing out of the ordinary,though being trapped under a tree after a car crash is a bit out of the ordinary. Nevertheless nothing had changed while I was asleep.

The shaking of brush breaks up my thoughts and I glance to see what's disturbing the brush. A lithe fur walks out of the brush and strangely,casually walks over to me and stands there with a nonchalant look of indifference.

"Um,Help?" I ask.

He shrugs and walks over to me,before squatting next to the tree as he gets ready to push. I lift my good arm and attempt to help him push the large tree off me. As my paws feel the rough bark of the tree,I'm filled with a new resolve to free myself from its frozen grip. "Ready,Push!" I exclaim loudly.

After a few moments of pushing,my struggles are awarded with the tree moving a few inches. "Just a few more of those and I'll be good" I say through clenched teeth.

Several loud grunts and pushes later,the tree rolls off. After a few moments of pure pain and anguish,I feel a sense of freedom. I stand up slowly and sway heavily,before falling over,luckily into the arms of the fur who just freed me.

"Can you walk?" Ask a deep voice.

"Yes,thanks" I say while grinning slyly. After being helped up,I examine the good samaritan more closely. A somewhat tall,lithe,leopard. A snow leopard actually.

Something in my mind clicks. "You were in the crash?"

"Yes" He answers.

"Well..thanks for the help." I say

"No problem,just happy to not be alone after that".

I nod my agreements and then I remember something. "Have you seen another wolf? He was in the crash with me,though when I woke up he wasn't here. He's about my height,creamy fur?

"No,sorry. Who is he?" The leopard asks sympathetically

"He's my boyf....friend" Unbelieveable,I just went through a car crash and I'm still self-conscious about being gay. I mentally kick myself.

"Just a friend?" He asks while raising an eyebrow,accomplishing the gesture perfectly.

He must notice my face turn crimson because immediately after that he stumbles through an apology.

"Everything ok?" Asks the leopard

"Yeah,I just want to find him" I say frowning,worry taking me over.

"Hey,c'mon. We'll find him. We just gotta start looking" He says while giving me an infection smile.

"You're right,let's go" I smile at his enthusiasm. Don't worry Matt,I'll find you,just hold on