Before I realized, We were transported to a place I didn't recognize. We were standing in a massive empty field with dark blue grass and some weird flowers growing from it.
I looked at the man wearing a hoodie, who was previously bleeding only to realize that the wound had already healed. He didn't look very angry, even though he had been stabbed.
The man with a knife jumped away from the both of us and adopted a battle stance.
The man wearing a hoodie stood still, awaiting his opponents move.
The man with a knife jumped at the man wearing a hoodie, aiming for his head. And then:
*BAM
I heard a loud sound. The man with a knife was suddenly lying unconscious. With a clearly visible fist mark on his face.
I was washed with a sense of relief, knowing we were safe.
The man wearing a hoodie turned to me, crouched and looked me in the eyes. I noticed his eyes were a shade of blue and his hair was white. He was very pretty and looked like he was in his early 20s.
With a kind and gentle smile he said:
''Nice work kid, you deserve an award''
After saying that, he put his index and middle finger on my chest and violently pushed them in. I felt a sharp pain in my chest and passed out.
I woke up at the nurses office at school and was informed that the man in a hoodie brought me there. After a short check-up, my parents were called and I was sent home.