Dinner For Two
When had his memory gotten so bad? Forgetting where he’d just been and, how he’d gotten here, and.. where even was here, now? Thick liquid rushing around, and the unsettling jostling of being thrown through who knows what kind of a... portal?
Wes awoke with a gasp of air, eyes flying open as his hands reached to try and claw his way out of the black slime surounding him. He’d been fighting against it rather hard before, but now it seemed to release him as he scrambled onto the cold, cobblestone ground surounding the strange pool he’d emerged from. Deep breaths heaved his chest up and down as he remained in a knelt position, supporting himself on hands and knees. It was a much less peaceful awakening that the ones he’d experienced before, where he was simply laying in the grass...
And... now that his vision was settling... his hands looked.. different. His white gloves were replaced with grey, smudged and dusty ones... And his sleeves where different too. Rather than his usual striped sweater, he seemed to be wearing some sort of white shirt and.. vest? His hands quickly flew to his neck, in a panic over the idea of his collar no longer... oh, he had a... bandana? This was the first time he’d woken up wearing different clothes...
Maybe things were different now... Raising his head, Wes scanned the area to see if it was familiar... He was only able to spot a couple of ominous looking gargoyles before his eyes landed on..... a.. goat... lady? She seemed to notice him, but all she must be seeing was a terrified looking boy sprawled out on the floor...... What else could be here? Wes quickly, nervously, whipped his head around, trying to see what else could be around him...
Surely he wasn’t alone... was he?
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