6-Danger

Benny looked at the third dice and moaned in grief. “I am never going to enjoy this game, am I?”

Benny was forced to grab the danger card and groaned at the first word. “Danger: Orc Plaything.” Benny looked around nervous.

Nothing seemed to happen till the door to the class opened and some green muscles things walked in with just loincloths that didn’t hide the massive meat between their legs.

Everyone watched with wide eyes, too afraid to speak. They didn’t exactly want to get on the behemoths bad sides. The orcs slid closer to Benny causing him to gulp.

They walked behind and grabbed Benny as he protested and tried to escape their grip, a new fear overwhelming him. He was dragged out as one orc spoke to the table. “Boy Better Place.” He then turned walking out leaving those at the table with wide eyes.