{"sf1_id":907280,"sf2_id":"rm8ga6le","title":"Sweat Dreams","author":"Leonard Wolfe","words":289,"posted_at":"2015-09-06T14:31:00.000Z","tags":["2015","Friendship","Male","Night","Short Story","puzzle","riddle"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/907280-sweat-dreams","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/rm8ga6le","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/8f/14/8f145ab6-d14f-49a5-aead-d79145892312","description":"#2 of Miscellaneous\n\nJust a silly little story that held my captive last night.\nThe events in this little story and simple puzzle are entirely fictitious.","content":"One night not so long I was visiting a friend of mine that I hadn't seen in really quite some time.  \nA friendly wolf who mostly kept to themselves.  \nThe evening was pleasant but the midnight oil was beginning to dwindle.  \nThe last conversation we had went like this:  \n  \nFriend: I like having you here  \nLeo: Yeah, it's been good seeing ya again   \nFriend: Will you stay tonight? There's a spare room.   \nLeo: Eh sure, it's a bit late to be walking home anyway.  \nFriend: Kill some time here then, it gets lonely here all by myself...  \nLeo: Agreed, living alone can be tough.  \nFriend: You look exhausted, You should probably go to bed and head straight to sleep.  \nLeo: It has been a long day to be fair.  \nFriend: In the morning I'll have a lot to take care of. We should sleep  \nLeo: Sure, see you in the morning   \nFriend: Your room is the first bedroom on the right, just go to sleep  \nLeo: Goodnight  \nFriend: Sleep Tight  \n  \nAt the time I thought nothing of it and why should I? We both looked tired and promptly, I at least. Headed to bed.  \nIn a short time though... I began to shake. I could feel my palms go sweaty and a cold shiver ran down my spine  \nas I thought about the conversation we had.   \nI had to get out now!  \nI listened at the door and waited for my 'friend' to go to his room. No sooner than they did, I had the window open  \nso I could climb out and run all the way home as quick as my paws could carry me. Hoping never to see him again.\n\n\u0026nbsp;The question however is... what scared me?   \n  \n  \n  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Miscellaneous","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/859806-tiber-s-toy-time.json"}}