The club was jumping and DJ Sam Withers was at the turn table. With all the lasers bouncing around nobody noticed when one quickly scanned the handsome beefy young DJ and with a flash he was gone. His set continued for a while so everyone grooved on without him.
Sam froze for a moment shocked by the disappearance of his consol. The flashing lights and loud rhythmic sound of his set was replaced by complete silence. "What the fuck man?" Sam looked around in confusion until he saw the giant figure standing over him.
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