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It takes every bit of effort you have to remain calm. Calm-ish. Deep down inside, you're panicking like there's no tomorrow, every nerve in your body telling you to fight for all you're worth.

But you have no idea what's going on, where you are, or what that man has planned. The less he pays attention to you, the better. Which is why, as much as you want to do otherwise, you need to remain calm. Or at least not draw any undue attention to yourself. Because even as you do so, you still can't stop the tears that are flowing from your eyes as you try to resist thinking about what's next.

But for the most part, you're successful in staying put and waiting. The worst signs of what on the inside are heavy breathing and the still steady flow of tears, but you stay pretty much still on the table, with no scream, no fighting, not much of anything showing you have any intent of being a difficult prisoner. Your friends have to come for you, don't they? They'll have to notice you're gone soon, won't they?

Doubts start to form in your mind the longer you lie there. But before you can change your mind, the Lumberjack comes back. You're not even sure if he was actually gone that long when you think about it.

The Lumberjack releases the metal straps, which under almost any other circumstances would be a good thing. You doubt that's the case here, and you're quickly proven right as he picks you up again and carries you through his lair. You soon find yourself placed on another flat surface, this time a metal one. You're not sure what to make of your predicament until you look around you.

You quickly discover you've been placed on a conveyor belt. And that 'above' you, in the direction your head is pointed, is a large metal box, one with a series of large buzzsaws inside.

Your eyes go wide, for a moment you're too terrified to even panic.

And then the buzzsaws start turning.

This has to be a nightmare of some kind! You have to wake up! Please?