"I will guide you immediately." Luke said, strolling away to the hall behind him.
You follow him close by, but you stay as far as three feet away from him, at least. After a few more hallways, the two of you come to a pair of double-doors with the sign "Gym" above it. Luke starts making his way back to the lobby as you look at the double-doors in front of you. You always thought that you need to work out more. Not that you were out of shape, or anything like that. It's just that you have a little trouble when it comes to lifting heavy objects. As you push open the doors, you're shocked to see just how insanely big the inside is! The ceiling has got to be at least 20 or 30 feet high! But what strikes you odd the most is how big the cabin itself looked from the outside. Something weird is going on around here, but you should as might as well go inside and try something.
Inside, you see lots of different training equipment, and it seems that there's already someone inside. He notices you and walks over, slightly sweaty from using the dumbbells. He was a blonde-haired boy, about the same age as Wil and Luke. He was wearing a red shirt and blue pants. The thing about him that really caught your eye was that he had scarlet-red eyes, which kinda made you cringe a little bit. "Hi there! My name is Drake, nice to meet you!" You shake hands and ask him what he does here. "Oh, I just help out the guests with their training and exercise. Stuff like that." He grabbed his arm as he flexed it, not really showing any bulging muscles at all. "You know, it's strange. I work out here a lot, but I don't get any stronger at all. Oh well, the others say I look better thin anyway." You look at all the exercise equipment and decide to try the dumbbells he was using. You take a few steps before he stops you. "W-wait, I have to ask you something. Would you like a drink before working out? It might give you...animal-like strength, so to speak..." "You want me to drink something first?" "Uh huh! But you don't have to drink it if you don't want to. Heck, we can just chat here for a while and not even work out at all!" he says, smiling. "Well, I'd like to..."
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