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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