A second from the other, we appeared in a dim place. The only source of light was coming outside from the moon. I looked outside at the glass door and windows, everyone had closed up. There was no one in town. Most of them were probably at the strip club drinking or doing crazier things, even.

I looked around us; they were clothes of all kinds of designs. But they were all made of leather. No wonder most people here wore leather. No wonder they both wore leather. Promoting what they do.

I saw shoes, from boots to slippers, all leather. Coats, both big and small, trousers, bags. Name it. Everything was perfectly made. They were really talented at what they do.

I watched all my friends, and they were all admiring the place. Joseph even picked up clothes at some point. He was not even covered in blood.

After a while, they all picked up something they could wear. Even Carl was happy with the coat he was wearing. And for some reason, he found shoes that went well with his paws. But that co