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Blackfoot's bright yellow eyes blinked open, his pupils dilating to large dark orbs as they adjusted to the dimness around him. He rose to his paws slowly and shook out his white pelt. The tom found himself in a forest that seemed to stretch on forever in all directions. The grass he was standing on was an unnatural dark shade of green and had a disgusting filmy quality to it with a thick layer of fog hanging sluggishly over the ground. The trees were gray and dead, their bare branches reaching up so high that they blocked out the sky entirely. The branches swayed ever so slightly though there was no wind to be felt. There was no sound around

Ben sat in the front seat of his beat up red Chevy Camaro parked outside a small brick building; he was still wearing his uniform of a plain black shirt and jeans. The bright neon sign flashed epileptically in front of him illuminating the car and the parking light; the neon letters spelling OPEN. The heavy stench of alcohol seemed to be coming off him in waves. He had been sober for almost ten months- Gosh how proud Alice and Sarah and all of them had been of him. Normally his friends would have made fun of him for giving up the white man's burden, but none of them dared since his sacrifice was due to 'what happened'. That was all anybody ha