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Fuck, I must've hit my head or something.
As I look up, I realize that I'm in an alleyway. It's pretty dark, save for the light post at the end of the alley. I don't really recognize where I am, or more importantly how I got here. It's pretty chilly. I look down and see that I am still wearing my pajamas.
"Need some help there, pretty girl?" I hear from behind me.
I turn to see a man, about 6'2 standing above me. His eyes are yellow and his face is vamped out, Buffy style. I instantly jump up and take a few steps back.
"Uh, no I'm fine thanks. Nice face by the way." I chuckle nervously.
"You look cold. Let me warm you up." He says, grabbing my arm roughly, pulling me towards him.
My self-preservation kicked in and I kneed him in the balls before taking off down the alley way. I heard his footsteps chasing me as I booked it down the street. I turn my head to look behind me, just in time to see him pick up speed. Shit, this dude is fast! As I turn my head back around, I collide with a soft, yet firm body.
We both fell to the ground with a thud. I look up and see the crazy vamped out dude nearing closer. I hop up and grab the girl I collided with. She looks at me and I realize that I am looking into the face of none other than a young Michelle Trachtenberg.
"Holy shit!"
Before I have anytime to fangirl, I feel a large hand grab my hair and pull me backwards.
"Hey! Let go of her!" Michelle yells, pulling out a cross and pressing it into his face. He screams and grabs his smoking face as she grabs my hand and we take off running. Stopping in the park, she pulls me behind a bush. Peeking through, we see him run through the park into the other side of the street.
I turn to look at her as she stands up.
"Alright, I think we're safe." She says running a hand through her hair. She turns to see me staring at her with my mouth slightly open.
"Are you okay? You look like you're about to pass out." She says placing her hand on my arm. She looks down and realizes that I'm in my pajamas.
Before I can get my wits together and stop staring like an idiot, I hear a very familiar voice.
"Dawn! What the hell are doing out at this time of night?! And why are you standing in a bush?"
I see her eyes widen as she looks behind me. I turn around and come face to face with Sarah Michelle Gellar.
What. The. Fuck.
