Forest Dweller

He looks at you.
"You look fine. Tell me, boy... are you trying to leave this place?"
"Is that a proble-UGH!" A broad shouldered man grips your arms and picks you up, throwing you out the door. This would be a good thing for you, if the ground wasn't missing.
Without support, you fall into darkness...



Further... further... does this pit go on forever?









Ayla... will you ever get to see her aga-
Your thought is interrupted as you meet the bottom of the pit. Sharp spikes jut up through your body, and you cry out in pain before one goes straight through your throat. Your arms unusable thanks to the joints being cut straight through, you have no way to pull yourself off and choke on your own blood.
End Of Story