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Why is it so cold?

I don't remember my room so cold. Groaning, I tried to think of which guy I went out with last night. The image of a classically handsome man with ice blue eyes and sandy brown hair came to mind. A friend of Elena's boyfriend he said. Lucky bitch. Always the lucky one.

The simpering cries of more than one persons got me to stop my musings. Why were their people in his room? I tried to open my eyes but they felt heavy and grainy. Finally getting them to open to a mere slit, the bright light nearly blinded me. Shutting them back quickly, I tried to move my hand to rub them. I frowned realizing my predicament.

Panic began to rise in me, I don't like these kinds of kinky games. I opened my eyes, forgetting the bright light, I just wanted out of these restraints.

"Get me out of these, now" I shouted tugging at the metal clamps. What the hell was going on? I looked around. There were ten or twelve more persons strapped to an upright metal table, fear was in their eyes as they looked around.

Where was I?

I continued to tug at the clamps. I was the only one who wasn't aware of the situation. I turned to the person to my right, it was a kid, probably now twelve. What was he doing here? His tiny body was trembling but he was quiet. He was looking straight ahead at the large bay window before us. My eyes widen when I saw what he was staring intently at.

Six large mangy dogs?

They couldn't be. They were too huge to be dogs and way too vicious. They were outfitted in black chains attached to the wall, they were tugging at the chains violently, snarling at us through the glass. Their sharp teeth were on show, drool dripping from their mouths, sharply pointed ears, and mangled fur. Their bodies were muscular, their eyes were red as blood.

What are those things?

My heart began to race at the possibility of being fed to those... those monsters. What was I doing here? I don't belong here. I began to scream hysterically, begging and pleading to whoever was out there.

Something clicked, probably a door, in walked the guy who visited my house.

"Shia! Get me out of here!" I screamed hoping he will help me but I was wrong.

I watched as those things cowered in fear as he stepped towards them. He looked over his shoulder, his blue eyes meeting mine, that smirk I thought was cute, was now devious. Gone was the funny, down to earth guy in my home, the guy behind the glass dressed in tactical black uniform was a whole different man. Three persons came into the room, two in lab coats and sterile gloves while one, a woman went to his side. He pulled her closer to his body, kissing her lips before turning back to us.

Is that his girlfriend?

Shia pushed a button and began to speak. My eyes were straining to see what was happening behind him. Why were they taking blood from those things?

"Congratulations, you have been selected to be a part of the changing of the world. You selected few will help showcase to the world that they are not alone. Humans have this mentality that they are the dominant species. That they were the first being to walk this earth. Your history is wrong," he said with a smile on his face. His arms were animated in speaking.

I didn't understand what he was saying. Shia left the woman's side and entered the room we were in.

"Humans weren't first. They had company just the ones that go bump into the night. Some even lived in your hometown. Some are even family," he said looking at me in the eye. He chuckled lowly, walking by each person. I heard gasps of shock, whimpers of fear when he walked by. When he reached my side I recoiled seeing fangs from his mouth, pointy ears, and dark eyes. I screamed when he growled at me, he laughed at my expense before stepping back.

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