CHAPTER 2

Slup slup.

i pushed away the dog liking my face. "Piss off" I growled.

The dog whined.

Its eyes and snout were black as well as the tip of his ears. His whole face was a bunch of fat roles and wrinkles, and the rest of his body was brown. It was the ugliest dog I have ever seen. And it was giving me puppy dog eyes.

I sighed, and stood up. And almost fell back down again, why am I so dizzy? "urgh." I grunted.

Oh. That's right; I just fell through a wall into a strange room. Wait, what? I turned around. But nothing was there, just a plain cream coloured wall.

Come to think of it, I was in a room with cream walls and white curtains. It looked like a lounge room.

I was standing behind a brown leather three seater couch with a glass coffee table in front of it. Opposite the coffee table was a flat screen TV planted on the wall.

In the corner of the room was a small kitchen made wholly of stainless steel with marble bench tops. In the middle of the kitchen was an island with backless bar stools.

Across from the kitchen next to where I was standing was a mahogany rectangle dining table with three chairs on each side.

"jeeeeeez. This guy is loaded." I muttered.

There was a small stair case, made up of five steps, between the kitchen and the lounge area.

I started on the first step when I noticed the small dog following me. When I stoped walking, he stopped following. When I walked he started following. By this time I was already up the stairs.

"go on, get." I said to the dog, gesturing with my hands for him to go away.

But he just sat there, staring at me with his cute puppy dog eyes.

I sighed. "fine. Do what you want."

I turned around and started down a small hallway with a wooden door at the end, with the dog still following.

I opened the door slowly, just to see if anyone was occupying the room, and peeked inside.

It was someone's bedroom, it had dark wooden walls and dark floor boards. There was a big double bed in the middle with light brown curtains hanging off the beams that surround the bed frame.

It had a big cushion on the floor beside the bed, with a name on it.

"Bazooka" I read out loud. And as if on cue, the dog came trotting over to my side and looked up with curious eyes.

"Hm. So your name is bazooka, is it?" I said, and suddenly regretted it because I realised I was talking to a dog.

Bazooka barked a small sound and walked over to his bed and lied down.

"fine then, I see how it is." I grunted.

As I was about to turn away and walk out of the room, a picture on the bedside table caught my eye. I walked over to have a look at it. It was a picture of Me and kasuka with our arms around each other, standing in a park.

This must be my apartment. But, my apartment doesn't look like this? It cant be kasukas apartment, because he moves around a lot. So...i must be mine. I don't remember changing it though.

This is weird. REALLY weird.

It's that damn marking on Shinar's wall back home. Its cursed or something, because now I'm in some sort of alternate universe.

"Damn Shinra. Stupid marking. I'm going to Kill that flea." I muttered, angry at myself for getting in this situation.

I started thumping down the stairs and out the front door, with Bazooka close behind me, and went to the elevator. I pressed the down button.

Ping.

I stepped inside and froze.

The most Beautiful and normal looking person you would ever see, was standing in the elevator. And her name was Celty Sturluson. And she had a head.