Not Food (The Crafting Dead! Red X Reader) [ON HOLD]

Waking Up (Y/N)

I opened my eyes slowly. "Ah! You're finally awake after so long. Now, get up! I need to ask you some questions." I heard a man say.

I groaned and tried to look up at who ever was talking to me. He sounded so familiar...

When my eyes finally decided to focus on the man, he looked like the guy from the house that I was stuck in.

Wait.. Why are there bars?

"Wh- Where am I?" I asked, in a low, cracking voice.

"Oh, you're in a cell of course! Isn't obvious?" He said, spreading his arms out.

I tried to move my hands but I couldn't! They're locked by something metal.

'A-Are these handcuffs!?'

I struggled to move my hands but they wouldn't budge.

"Stop that! Stop that. There's no need for you to do that. You'll hurt yourself. And I don't want my food bruised and hurt, you know?" I shook my head.

"Why are doing this to me!? And who even are you!?" I yelled.

"Shh. Shh. No need to yell. I'm Red! And I eat people! I'm a cannibal and my men are too. So we need our good."

I growled silently to myself. 'A cannibal? What have I gotten myself into? I knew I should've shot him when he was trying to get close to me..'