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From Create Your Own Story
You cautiously nod, thinking that you could always make a run for it after this guy delivers on his promise for clothes. He smiles at you. It doesn't exactly comfort you, but then again, nothing about this drastic change of scenery comforts you.
"Here, take this," the man says, as he pulls out a stained white T-shirt from one of his coat pockets and hands it to you. The shirt is much too big and smells funny but you don't like the idea of running around in your birthday suit through a public park, so you put it on anyway. "Follow me," the man says as he turns and moves quickly through the park. You stand there unsure for a moment, but then finally decide to follow. He takes you to the road where a taxi cab is waiting, and opens the door. After rushing you in and sitting down himself, he hands the driver a wad of bills that is unbefitting of a man dressed so unfashionably, and says "Miller Hill Mall please." The cab driver nods, and the car begins moving. A click sound can be heard as the doors lock the moment the car goes into motion, and you look out the window as you begin to wonder if maybe you didn't make the right decision.
