What’s going on?
“Wait. What?!” It’s clear to you, this couldn’t be improvised. You had no idea what was going on and there was nothing you could do about that.
“Nice try, but that’s the oldest one in the book...” His voice was like shaking rocks in a sack, it was hard to differentiate his words as they blended together, his words’ beginnings and ends were like an ocean crashing ashore, before rolling back into the endless reservoir of salty water. The gritty tone seemed to hypnotize you, and you stood there, almost losing control of your body as you seemed to project from it. For a moment it was as if you were watching the moment unfold before you from the third person, but you could still feel your heart beating out of your chest.
From your peripheral you could see the guard standing just behind you exchange a quick glance with the presumed ‘boss’. You see powerful deltoids shrugging; despite not seeing his expression, you could feel the confused tension thickening the air around you. It was so thick you could almost cut it.
A moment passed, and the confusion continued, you didn’t know how to respond, but you could tell it was becoming obvious that you probably weren’t the person they thought you were. It was about time you came clean.
“Yeah… See honestly I’m just… Leaving. I went the wrong way.” Powerful hands slammed on the table.
“Why are you HERE!” the shockwave spread all the way to your body, and your pounding heart almost seemed to stop. You could feel the fur pricing on your skin, it was like goosebumps but warmer, the fur puffed up around the collar of your tiny shirt, and your senses were on edge.
“Uhh… I” He slammed the table, cracking noises echoed through the insulated walls, and his shere size toppled a trophy on his desk, the nameplate slid to the edge of the table, it all seemed to go in slow motion for you. Footsteps echoed behind you. “Fuck! Shit!” He expressed. “Yes! YES Do it you fool.” The heavy taps echoed closer to you, and before you knew it, the guard was upon you.
It didn’t take long for him to wrestle your weak body to the ground, a sheet was held over your snapping muzzle, then the world went black.
You come back around only moments before you realize you had lost the game. Your footpaws dangled over the edge of a steep cliff leading into the ocean. It was shallow enough for you to slide and tumble your way down, yet it was a far enough drop to be deadly. Someone stood above you with a lever; slowly, the figure came into focus, but by that time, it was too late. The sharp click of a mechanism echoed out through the marble walls above, and you watched as the world descended around you, deep into a cavernous mouth-like maw, your body felt weightless as it was dragged downward by the will of gravity, soon it all was blackness around you, vines engulfing your vision as your body tumbled like a ragdoll through the brush. By the time you thought you were about half way down, your body was already ruined, with no way to survive on the wilderness floor, you were left for dead, and in the end, this mere ‘bitch’ was left to the wolves.
Written by Driftingdragon on 27 January 2021
The end (for now)