I slowly open my eyes, only to be meet with a horrifying sight. My dangling form is left hanging from the scruff of my hoodie, feet left hanging loosely above what must be at least a few hundred feet off the ground. I glance upwards, expecting to see the top of a building or a small skyscraper. But what my sight beheld left me breathless and mortified to the core. Standing tall and strong is a great, colossal wolf that now own this newfound territory. His fore and thumb paw are pinched tightly around my hood, though still ensuring I was not easily harmed and considering his size and muscular build, fatal injury could be arranged if I got on his bad side. He is holding me just a few inches away from his muzzle with a broad, somewhat victorious smile stretched across it. "Now then." The wolf spoke in a rumbling, yet almost playful tone. "Since I won the game, it's time for you to fulfil your end of the bargain."
Whatever it is that the Macro Wolf wanted, I'm almost certain it would not end well for me...'