NO (but it is a Trap)

"Fuck No" you think and you grap the stuff and leave, carring a big amount of stuff.

Finaly you see the sunlight in the distans, a new moring it seems.

You hear something.
But before you can even think about it, your ball comes to life.
All the silk, all the fabric wraps around you, before you even have the chance to do anything, you are in the core of your loot bag.

You can't move an inch, it's warm and it smells like old clothes.
You don't know what's going on outside, you just notice how the world is slowly turning.
After a moment the turning stops.
You are nervous you have no idea what will happen next.