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Alright. I knew I drank a lot that night, but where did my hangover land me this time? Well, definitely somewhere safer than the previous. At least now I’m treated with a babe in a suit and not an alien dragging me to God knows where. As I came to my senses, I realized what had happened.

Goddamnit.

Kidnapped again? Might as well be part of my routine at this point. Oh well, I’ll do what I always do when this happens. Break out, grab a gun, and start shooti--

“Holy shit!”

I exclaimed, eyes widening a little upon seeing the biker wannabe go down with nothing prompting it. It’s as if his brain just exploded, and the look of that man says it all for me.

Don’t. Make. Any. Rash. Actions.

Jesus Christ. That’s the last thing I wanted to do. I should be breaking out and kicking their asses right now! Too bad my kidnappers are actually smart this time around. They’re also humans for a change, and not aliens.

Just wanted to point that out.

With no bright ideas popping into my mind, I decided to play the long game as boring as that sounds.

Looking around, I realized I was not alone. The more I look, the weirder these people get. They don’t even look like they came from the same world. There were even aliens here, or at least that’s what I think they are. Even a power-armored pussy is running around and. . . What the fuck is that dance?

“The hell are you doing?” I muttered under my breath.

Goddamn, that’s awful!

“What kind of shit dance is that?"

I was going to proudly show him how to really shake it, but there was a rabbit in my way.

. . .

"Hmmmm. . ."

I looked around in an alert manner, trying to see if anybody is looking at me. Once I'm sure they're all preoccupied: I got down on one knee and started petting the rabbit.

"Cute little fucker. Wish I brought a carrot with me."

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