I also noticed the face. It wasn’t a bear face. There wasn’t a snout or protruding ears like a bear. It also didn’t look like any monkey or gori...la I had ever seen. The skin was dark, hairless, and the features, while different, they weren’t that different from a human.Then shots rang out from my left when I looked over. The professor was standing with a pistol pointed at whatever it was. At the same time, a very human, high pitched scream came from the creature. “I’ve been shot!” Next was a. But it wasn’t Jennifer, it was Jennifer’s mother! ‘Hello, Monica, may I speak to Jennifer.’ ‘Uhhh, Mrs Matthews, Jennifer isn’t here right now.’ ‘Oh.’ There was a moment’s silence while Mrs Matthews processed the fact that her good Christian daughter wasn’t in her dorm room after nine o’clock at night. ‘Is she out with that Mark Stewart fellow?’ ‘I don’t know, ma’am. She did have a lot of homework to get done, and she sometimes goes to the King Library when stuff gets really piled up, to avoid. You were shocked, how is this even possible?! You ran into your room and looked at the blue walls, willing them to become white, and they did. You checked photos of your room you sent to a friend of yours, and the walls were white in the photo too, she was right, it does alter reality!You ran over to your calendar to check if you had anything on, where you could test and mess with your power and people. Luckily, you did.That evening you were leaving for a week with a youth movement you had been. I was been escorted there and all the fellows looked towards me. They stared me top to bottom and admired me with their eyes and some lewd comments. They all were between the thirties and forties and one of them pulled me. He made me sit on his laps and said that he was my owner today.I didn’t say anything and he kept on pressing my body parts. The game started and the first round went for twenty minutes. My owner lost the first game itself, a guy in thirties won but with very little.