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When I woke up there was the metallic scent of blood in the air. Glancing around, I saw something that nearly made me pass out again. My mangled foot was lying there, but I couldn't feel it. At all. "Hello" I grabbed my knife, which I had gotten in the kitchen before starting this...thing. He laughed. "It's okay son" he said. "You're safe here." "OKAY!?!," I shouted, "I WALK INTO THE SHED IN MY BACKYARD AND I HAVE TO GO THROUGH ALL THIS!? LOOK AT MY FOOT!" "I'm sorry about that. Really." "Where am I?," I said. "You tell me." There was a pause. "You don't know?," he asked. "Afraid not." "Well then how did you get here?" He sighed. T.H. C.C.

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