Panic

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Thomas' POV
I watch, paralyzed with feat, as the gigantic figure loomed over my 'enclosure. Almost instantaneously to him making physical contact with the smooth metal bars, I came to my Witt's and dashed for the furthest side of the cage.

It was rattling something;Waving something around. It was holding a transparent plastic packet that contained some kind of grains and pellets. It then proceeded to tear open the packet and pour its contents into the bowl. A faint smell of processed food wafted around. The creature closed and presumably locked the entryway to the cage and steped back slightly. It was staring at me, not menacingly but seemingly out of curiousity and anxiety. Cautiously, I made my way to the food bowl, all while keeping eye-contact with the 'unknown' entity. I quickly made a rushed assessment of the 'food'. The pellets were mainly brown but had hints of green, blue and orange in them, almost like veins. It had the visual texture of cork. There was also an odd seed or grain in the bowl. I poked the stuff around a bit, it was hard and cold to the touch with an almost rubbery feeling. I suddenly noticed just how hungry I was. An enormous growl was emitted from deep within me as my stomach rumbled. I picked one of the pellets up, pinching it between my thumb and index finger. I looked at the object in my grasp and scrunched up my face. It had a very odious smell that lingered in the general area. Hesitantly, I popped the pellet into my mouth and chewed. The second it touched my tongue, I was immediately aware of an unpleasant taste. It was bland for the most-part but there was traces of a bitter lemon-like taste and a tarty berry flavour. There was a think peachy paste in the centre of the capsule aswell. It was disgusting.

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