Awake!

Sammy had never been knocked out before and she wasn’t sure if she had been now.

Her world had shrunk down to a tiny fire of pain across the side of her head that had been hit with the bat. Her eyes sometimes flickered open but she didn’t see. Even her thoughts vanished, fear of what would happen to her couldn’t form as the fire burned up ever thought before it had a chance.

Yet when she did come back to consciousness it happened with a snap. One moment the fire was burning bright and the next she could think again.

Her senses returned in staccato bursts of sensation.

She was sitting upright, her back against a wall.

She could feel cold stone beneath her hands and against her back.

She could smell something acrid and familiar that was undercut by the stink of wood fires.

She could hear…

She could hear something, the sounds were loud and hard to pull apart from each other but something in them made her want to fight the moment she would open her eyes.

It was pointless to fight though. Her body was booting back up and wasn’t listening to anything her brain had to say at that moment and so her eyes flicked open.

Her eyes snapped the firelight world into focus.

She wasn’t alone, the light casting across maybe a dozen figures in the space.

It was only one pair that mattered to her though. The pair a mere two feet from her.

It wasn’t human, it couldn’t be! It was maybe eight feet tall and covered in wiry hair, its massive form topped by a twisted mockery of a wolves head. Its tongue lolled out as it bent nearly double, its long muscular limbs ending in something between a paw and a hand. Both of which were wrapped around the waist of the woman.

The woman.

Tears streaked her face.

Locked in an expression, maybe ecstasy, maybe terror.

Scratches, bright red, crisscrossed her breasts, her stomach as they trailed down to her stomach.

Her stomach. Bulging, inflating, breathing in time with the thrusts of the monster.

Sammy couldn’t bear to look any longer so her eyes roamed across the chamber.

More monsters, more women, more ****.

Yet she saw a gap, deeper darkness in the texture of the wall that suggested a way out.

She glanced at the horror around her. None of them had taken notice yet and she didn’t want to hang around for them too.

She had meant to be stealthy, slinking along with the shadows to the exit like a panther.

Her legs barely held under her, stomach crawling up her throat and eyes burning with the smoke. She managed a staggering run between the rutting figures. Her back burning with the fear of the swipe that would drag her down.

Yet the swipe never came and she was out and into the darkness of the tunnel.

Just keep moving, just keep moving, don’t look back and ignore the voice wondering if this was just leading deeper into this hell. The sounds faded until only her rattling breath and slap of her feet.

God, it is endless! Sammy thought as the darkness seemed to stretch on forever. Simply waiting for the moment the ground dropped out beneath her and she went tumbling down into a mine shaft.

Then she was slamming into something hard, something hard that gave under her wait as her teeth rattled in her jaw and spilt her onto her face.

Wet soil beneath her fingers and the sound of insects chirping. She was out!

The joy died as she lifted her head. She was out but had only landed up in the centre of a circle of cars. She scanned them, looking for rednecks or monsters or whatever horror movie shit this night still had in store to come storming out and tear her apart...if she was lucky.

Nothing came and after a few minutes, she pulled herself upright, the stink of churned up mud and oil clinging to her as she tried to brush herself off.

“Well, I didn’t expect to see you so soon.” Came the man's voice from behind the cars.