"Do you want to quit the game now?" Ty was smirking at him, obviously feeling superior. "Are you ready to go home?"
Mike nodded his massive head, relieved that he wasn't stuck here as a horse after all. The sooner he was out of this nightmare, the better.
Ty grinned and waved his hands. "See ya!"
There was a weird sense of falling, and then Mike was suddenly standing in fron of Ty's house! But everything looked wrong. And felt wrong. Actually, everything felt the same, because he was still a horse! He heard some people shouting and the screech of brakes as a car passing on the street stopped. People were gawking at the sight of a massive draft horse standing in the middle of the small, inner-city neighborhood.
A couple of people approached him, making soothing sounds that he couldn't understand. Mike wanted to cry - he was stuck as an animal, and he couldn't even think of words, much less try to communicate with anyone. Just then, Ty's mother opened the front door and stared at the huge Clydesdale stallion in front of her house. At the same time, a police car pulled up, and the officer got out.