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The weight of his knee slammed into my gut like a boulder, knocking me down into a puddle of mud. The rain toppled down on me, drenching me head to toe. The security guard is a jerk, beating up a poor, innocent girl like that. I wasn't doing anything wrong in that club, just couldn't pay for a few drinks.

I grabbed onto the street lamp, and pulled up my sore body. My pink skirt had been soiled in the muck. I searched around for shelter and spotted a telephone booth on the sidewalk. I carefully slid my pink high-heels off my feet, and began walking barefoot to the booth. No need risking another slip into the mud by walking in these shoes.

I went inside, happy it was dry. Maybe I could call my sister to pick me up, she normally helps me out in these situations I keep finding myself in. Suddenly, the phone begins to ring. At first, I thought the alcohol was giving me hallucinations or something, but it kept ringing. Cautiously, I lifted the phone to my ear.

"Follow me," I dropped the phone onto the ground. Damn, that was creepy.

What does that mean? I don't even see anyone to follow. Whatever, maybe it's a wrong number or something, I'm leaving.

I slid the door open, and it seemed that the rain had stopped. I took the cellphone from my bra, praying it was protected in it's case from the rain. I dial in my sister's number and listen for the ring. After a few moments of ringing, I heard some on pick up on the other side.

"Follow me,"

I hung up the phone and stuffed it back down my bra. I ran forward, praying to get as far away from the strange person as possible. As I ran, every phone I passed began ringing. Phones in the shops, or cellphones of people I passed on the street.

All of a sudden, my body slammed into something hard, flinging me backwards, but managed to stay on my feet. I looked up and saw my face staring back at me, with a cellphone in her hand and some kind of light sword in her hilt.

"There you are, come now, I'm taking you to the future."