Those were the first three words that went through David's mind as he awoke. At least he thought he was awake. For a few moments he couldn't be sure.
He was laying not on the floor of the decrepid cabin, tucked away in his tent and sleeping bag. No, he was laying on the hard surface of an enormous wooden plank. One of hundreds that made up the floor of an enormouse chamber. It took him a few moments to realize that it was a Bedroom, but the scale of it was impossible. Oh sure he dreamed of something like this but--
Maybe he was still dreaming. No, it was too real. Too vivid to be a dream. He stomped the floorboard he was standing on, too solid to be dream. Okay, so this wasn't a dream. So if this wasn't a dream, how was all this possible? David couldn't rule out that someone had made this, but the time and the cost to build it.... and how did he get there? If someone had brought him there he was sure he'd of woken up. Unless of course he was drugged. David didn't feel like he'd been drugged but---
"Holy SHIT!"
Something huge flew past the huge window in the far wall. It wasn't a plane or chopper. It looked more like an enormouse blue bird. Then came the first tremmor, and another stronger than the last, and another growing in strength and intensity. Nobody needed to tell David what that was, he'd seen enough Godzilla movies to know what that was. He ignored the little voice in his head that was telling him this was impossible and instead hid behind the leg of a dresser just as the huge door opened.
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