A much better beginning to DMC: devilmaycare
There was a horrible screeching sound, neither animal nor human, and Grease fell to the ground, gasping with pain. Finally, that -- thing, it was some horrid creature of monstrous size -- had left, though the injured boy couldn't bear to think about waht might scare off a monster.
He struggled to sit up, his already-blood-drenched shirt becoming caked with mud. The creature had injured him bad; that much was certain, as there were pools of blood-mixed-dirt everywhere.
Where was he? A forest of some sort most likely, though there were no rocks, or twigs, or anything else, lying around. Just dirt. Underfoot and around and...
Wait a second. Around? As in, walls?
Panicking slightly, Grease swiveled his head. Two walls, curved inwards, surrounded him, and it looked like they met at the top...
He retched, stomach heaving, his head pounding, makingit very hard to focus on anything. Even on the verge of hysteria, he desperately tried (in vain) to rationalize this place.
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Well, that'll be it for now... maybe I'll post more soon... twisted muahahaha...
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