Forest Dweller
You yawn and lie down, falling asleep instantly. You have a dreamless sleep, and are awoken by a sharp pain in your arm. As you open your eyes, you gasp in horror. The man is towering over you, grinning, and you are lying on a table. A dinner table.
"A drink, please?" One woman says softly. The man nods.
"Of course, madame." To your horror, he takes a knife and begins to cut your arm. You realize that you can't move as you cry out in pain.
"Mister, can you please shut him up?" A little girl says politely.
"Of course, young lady." He pulls your mouth open, grips your tongue and rips it out, then drops it on her plate. As your mouth fills with blood he dips the glass in and then passes it to the woman.
"Thank you." The woman replies. You don't hear much after that, blood is seeping down your throat... your breath is coming in shorter and shorter gasps...
"A drink, please?" One woman says softly. The man nods.
"Of course, madame." To your horror, he takes a knife and begins to cut your arm. You realize that you can't move as you cry out in pain.
"Mister, can you please shut him up?" A little girl says politely.
"Of course, young lady." He pulls your mouth open, grips your tongue and rips it out, then drops it on her plate. As your mouth fills with blood he dips the glass in and then passes it to the woman.
"Thank you." The woman replies. You don't hear much after that, blood is seeping down your throat... your breath is coming in shorter and shorter gasps...
