Erik woke with a start, heart pounding, drenched in a cold sweat, not sure what had woken him in the dead of night. It didn’t feel like his usual nightmares, but he could be wrong.
Suddenly there came a violent pounding on the door, he felt no metal on the person on the other side of the door, not even a phone. It was odd to say the least.
The pounding came again this time accompanied by a posh voice begging for, “Help, please help us!
” There was true fear in that masculine voice and Erik was on his feet and headed to the door before he registered that he was moving.
Glancing out the peep hole he saw a handsome, clean shaven man with bright blue eyes holding a miniature version of himself in the form of a little boy still sleepily rubbing his eyes.
Erik cracked the door open and glanced out, suddenly aware that he was only wearing black boxer briefs, “Can I help yo-"
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