Ch. 3 - What does he want?

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He pulled the knife back, cutting the ropes around my neck in the process. I took a deep breath of relief and that's when I realized that I couldn't breathe properly before.
"That's better right?" he finally said. I looked up to see him smiling. "Your face was red, so that mustn't have been comfortable. Now if you stand still this time I might be able to cut the rest of your body free, without hurting you okay."
"Okay... I'll try" I whispered. I took a deep breath, and started calming my heart. A few minutes passed while the giant patiently waited. "I'm ready"
He nodded and slowly pulled the knife back to my body. With big caution he started cutting me free at a very slow pace. He leaned his full body forward which resulted in his face covering my entire view. It became awkward real fast. I could now see every detail from his face and his now enormous eyes. It's only now that I noticed that his eyes were moving. The blue around his pupil swirled around slowly in a circular motion almost entrancing me in them. His eyes then switched back to my face.
"They are pretty right." he said smiling at me.
"What, no I was not looking at that I was..."
Before I could finish I tumbled backwards falling on my butt, then all the way down. I heard him chuckling as a response. A cold chill ran down my entire body, but after that I felt amazing. My heart could finally send blood through my body properly and little after little I started feeling my limps. I pulled myself up to a sitting position and began to wrinkle, twist and shake my arms and legs.

I peeked up to see his hand coming towards me. As a reaction I quickly scrambled back until my back hit the house.
"Wow, slow down, relax", he said while retracting his hand. "I'm not gonna hurt you. I just wanted to give you this."
In front of me he set down an apple and a bucket of water from the well. I looked up at him and it was very confusing. This felt so weird. He was kind, nice, gentle to me, but why? Maybe he didn't know what the symbol on my forehead meant or he just hadn't seen it yet.
"Are you gonna take it or what?" he said, snapping me back to reality.
I slowly got up, the legs shaking a bit in the beginning, and began walking towards the apple. I picked it up, looking at it for a bit until my stomach couldn't be patient anymore and made a loud growl. I gave in and let my body eat the apple, finishing it in under 30 seconds. I then turned to the bucket and drank my heart out.
When I looked up at him he had a serious face. He was staring down at the floor, completely lost in thought.
"Um, mister giant, I said, but with no response. "Mister giant!"
"Uh, what?" he said now looking at me.
"I just wanted to say thanks, for freeing me and stuff." I said looking down.
"Hey, look up at me." he said sternly, but I kept looking down. I couldn't shake the feeling of. I get that he wasn't gonna kill me, so what did he want from me? People are selfish, they aren't nice if they don't gain something in return.
Suddenly I felt his fingers wrap around my waist and carefully he began lifting me up until he stopped at his face. He flipped me so I was now sitting on his open palm. He watched me for a bit with a serious look, like he was trying to say something until he finally said "Can I ask you for a favor?"
"You want to ask for a favor?" I asked, a bit worried.
"It's not anything major, I just lost something in a really tight space and since your..." he looked at me really nervously before continuing, "Smaller then me then you can get it for me."
That put me in a bit of a dilemma. The last thing I want is to go with him to I know where. What if it is a trick? But at the same time I don't want to anger him by declining. I'm not really in the position to say no anyway, since he can always just force me. To make it easier I just said "Sure."
"Really?" he said surprised. I nodded. "Well then, let's go"
He moved his hand to his pocket, opened with his other hand and tilted the hand with me on it making me slide inside. I felt him getting up and starting walking.
"It's gonna be okay Emma, it's gonna be okay" I said whispering to myself. 

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