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>It was getting late and still no power, I decided to get to bed a little early since there was nothing else to do. That night was the most unpleasant night of my life, the heat from no electricity, the still quite of no white noise to lull me to sleep, mixed with the sweat and restless tossing and turning was driving me insane.
>Have you ever had those nights? Where you drift in and out of sleep, sweat covering you, and can’t find a comfortable position? After what seemed like hours in that pitch black darkness I fell off the bed, and into grass.
>The wet cool grass roused me in the blink of an eye, I could feel the cold chill of the night air. I was no longer in my stuffy, cramped apartment; I was outside in a grassy field and longing for my stuffy room again.
>I walked for what seemed like hours, until finally a town. It was a small modest looking town. Nothing at all like what I was used to seeing, it looked almost….dated.
>I was a bit unsure of going into town, I usually sleep with a t-shirt and sweat pants but since the power was off, I had on a muscle shirt and my grey boxers. Not the best first impression clothing.
>Before I could think of anything else I heard a haunting howl, so without hesitation I went into town.
>It was late so there was nobody insight, I walked around the town looking for a hotel or something. But there was none to be found, the whole place seemed like a ghost town.
>I had nowhere to go, nowhere to sleep and nobody to call. I found the safest most covered area I could find and curled up to keep myself warm. The boxes and hay would have to do; luckily the place I was at did a great job of blocking the breeze.
>I was tired, cold, and scared. I gladly welcomed the sleep and would face my problems in the morning.
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