Leonel POV
"Mmmfffmfmfmfhmmmffm...", I continue with my muffle-moaning shit, over and over but my fucking muffle-speak is just that...muffle-shit!
My fucking squirming is now taking a toll on me...all that struggling and for nothing, the fucking tiny-ass ropes started burning through my fucking naked skin some time ago.
As my ass keeps getting dragged through this fucking tunnel...of now thousands and thousand of what looks like...tree-roots, the smell-stench has become so fucking thick...I believe I can even feel it in my fucking nose!
Soon the tunnel that surrounds me, as I'm being dragged through it...disappears, there are no more 'trees-roots', there is however the greatest fucking void of darkness I've ever seen...A FUCKING ABYSS OF BLACK...ALL ABOVE ME!
It more looks like a fucking night-sky, but without stars...or light of any kind, devoid of anything up there, but pure darkness, pure 'black'!
For a minute...I forget about checkout my surroundings, but I try to quickly turn my fucking head to the right, then to the left...displacing some these fucking rat-things, however...this time, the ones that fell off my head, didn't get back on it...and I realize why!
The entire place surrounding me now...is a massive fucking 'mini' village of sorts! I take a few more looks at everything, and I can't believe my fucking eyes! Maybe there is something wrong with me...fuck, if I didn't know any better, I'd say I was fucking 'high' right now...like really fucking high too!
The tiny 'village' looks like a fucking tiny 'town', with endless tiny makeshift hut-houses, all around...as far as the fucking eyes can see!
From these tiny hut-houses, other fucking tiny rat-things step out...something I didn't realize before is, these fucking things are not fucking rats...rats crawl on all fours, these motherfuckers walk on two legs...upright, THESE FUCKERS WALK UPRIGHT...LIKE US! But they are...about the size of a fucking golf pencil...or something!
Pretty soon...I watch as I'm being carried off, that every fucking tiny hut-house has now lit-up inside, and out come more and more fucking things, with their fucking, red-glowing eyes...to watch me as I'm being carried off too...where am I being fucking carried off to?!?
Now that these fucking things are no longer on my fucking head...I raise my head to try and see ahead of me...to see if I can see where I'm headed. And sure enough...the lower part of this fucking place...wherever this place is, is a bit brighter than the fucking abyss above me...all the way into whatever the hell that is up in the darkness.
I see my entire fucking body all roped-up nice and tight...I see my fucking feet and toes at the end of that...I try to fucking move them, but fucking can't much. Then...as I continue to quint more into the distance...further away from, in the destination I'm being carried, I finally see something.
I've seen this thing before...it's a machine I've seen before. I know what this shit...I know that I do, I've seen it somewhere!
HOLY-SHIT...OF COURSE I KNOW WHAT IT IS...IT'S A FUCKING GUILLOTINE, I know my fucking history...or whatever right!
A GUILLOTINE...why am I being carried over to a fucking guillotine? The blade is up and secured at the very top of it, and there is a long wooden sitting piece attached to it.
As I'm fucking wasting more time thinking about this...my ass keeps getting carried away in the direction of this fucking thing...I'm fucking heading right for the fucking guillotine!
I don't understand any of this shit...I really don't! WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING HERE...WHY AM I GETTING CARRIED TO A FUCKING GUILLOTINE FOR?!?!?!?!?!?
My ass keeps moving slowly towards that fucking sharp-shit, in the fucking distance...and I get distracted a bit, with some of these shits running around and carrying what look like tiny-ass baskets with tiny vegetables and fruits...tiny bread, buckets with something in them, there appear to be tiny tables everywhere...with tiny chairs too!
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