The Game Master
You begin to stare at the puny squirrel-like creature in front of you. The power of the Game Master must be imense. He transformed a thirteen year old boy into a freak of nature using a game! You start to see the impossibity of you escaping with the same body that you entered this hellhole with.
"I can't do this!" You yell, not wakening Titch. Grabbing him by the scruff of the neck, you confidently march out of the room beleiving you're doing 'them' a favour. Turning left you notice a guard and the guard notices you. You hold up your offering and in response he contacts someone through a radio.
"I have a visual on the intruder and he has your pet, sir." The man informs.
"I want him alive and little Titch shall be punished also." The voice replies.
"Yes sir! And sir, could you send backup." He requests.
"No problem, and don't call me back unless you have them both!" The radio conversation then ends. The strange looking guard sprints towards you, whilst clipping the radio device to his belt. A chill shoots down your spine as the fear of being trampled and killed by and great lug of a man goes through your mind. You yell out, but this only attracts more guards and the reinforcements arrive simultaneously. The guards spread out, sealing your exits and your fate along with them. The guard that originally spotted you breaks through the circle of armed men around you and removes his weaponary. He takes a stance as if he were to fight you.
"Might aswell have a bit of fun while I earn my prize!" He says in a deep voice.
"But..but I..I thought..." You know this isn't going to end pretty so you forget about reasoning. You hand Titch over to one of the circling guards and prepare for the worst. At least you can't ruin Titch's life anymore than you already have. Preparing for the worst, you remove your jacket.
"I can't do this!" You yell, not wakening Titch. Grabbing him by the scruff of the neck, you confidently march out of the room beleiving you're doing 'them' a favour. Turning left you notice a guard and the guard notices you. You hold up your offering and in response he contacts someone through a radio.
"I have a visual on the intruder and he has your pet, sir." The man informs.
"I want him alive and little Titch shall be punished also." The voice replies.
"Yes sir! And sir, could you send backup." He requests.
"No problem, and don't call me back unless you have them both!" The radio conversation then ends. The strange looking guard sprints towards you, whilst clipping the radio device to his belt. A chill shoots down your spine as the fear of being trampled and killed by and great lug of a man goes through your mind. You yell out, but this only attracts more guards and the reinforcements arrive simultaneously. The guards spread out, sealing your exits and your fate along with them. The guard that originally spotted you breaks through the circle of armed men around you and removes his weaponary. He takes a stance as if he were to fight you.
"Might aswell have a bit of fun while I earn my prize!" He says in a deep voice.
"But..but I..I thought..." You know this isn't going to end pretty so you forget about reasoning. You hand Titch over to one of the circling guards and prepare for the worst. At least you can't ruin Titch's life anymore than you already have. Preparing for the worst, you remove your jacket.