Jamie woke up.
Where was he?
He was still cold, still hungry and still missed his family.
"H-Hello?" Jamie asked cautiously, he was greeted with a cold laugh.
"Good, you're awake." The man said, pressing a button, Jamie was opened to searing immense pain that rushed through his veins.
The man laughed again.
"Oh yes, you are my little puppet, I just added the strings." He said, pointing to the hot glue that tied the strings to Jamie's hands.
"You sick freak!" Jamie yelled angrily.
The man grabbed Jamie.
" YOU SPEAK WHEN I TELL YOU TO SPEAK!" The man said tugging on Jamie's brown hair.
The boy winced and meekly nodded, it would keep him alive, for now.
Stay savage my dudes.
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Little Puppet
FanfictionA small, young boy trying to find his way home, what happens when a man with a fetish for puppets sets his sights on him?
