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My Future I wake up. I raise my arms and try to stretch. Suddenly, I realize my hands can't go higher than a 40 degree angle. I try to sit up, and bang my head on a something. I panic. I start to pant. I feel around me and discover I'm in a sealed compartment. It feels comfortable, yet it is very sturdy. I have no trouble with being in enclosed spaces, yet I can't take it. I kick up. I punch at the wood cover, to no avail. I punch until my fists are pounding, and I start to feel shortness of breath. I'm using up air too fast. I feel around me. There, near the lower left corner, is a small soft part of wood. A weak area. I kick, viciously. Th

Monsters of the Night 2 Little Tubby was walking in the meadow. A sandwich hanging from his meaty hand, he was licking crumbs off his plump lips, and sweating like a small piglet. His mom had told him to go outside and get some exercise. Tubby reluctantly accepted. Walking past the big oak tree near the old, broken down shack, Tubby was blinded. A burst of light spontaneously surged from the sky and struck the ground, creating a rainbow of colors as the light shattered to pieces on nearby reflective surfaces. Tubby yelled in fear, and backpedalled into a root. Falling on his rump, he observed the marvelous spectacle before him. Inside t