Wayne wakes up with a groan. His head is pounding. The light from the bars chandeliers greets him, as well as the scent of stale bear and wood foolish. Across him, his friend Mason sits talking about his upcoming mating ceremony.“Wayne, can you believe it?” Mason says, his tone laced with joy, practically glowing. “One more week and I’ll be tied to my mate. She’s perfect, man. Absolutely perfect.” he squeals.Wayne nods absentmindedly. How did he end up here? He tries to recollect his self, but the last thing he remembers, is nothing. Terrified, he finishes his drink in one gulp, and stands abruptly.“You alright?" Mason frowns, noticing the shift in his friends demeanor. “Come on man, sit." He gestures back to the seat, Wayne was seating on. “You look like you've seen a ghost." Mason chuckles.“Yeah, I just… need some air,” Wayne mutters, rubbing his temples.He walks outside, barely unable to keep his balance. The morning sunlight greets him, causing pain to his eyes. He shields
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