You really should be leaving

“I’m sorry, sir. But I should be going.” You say politely.

“Come now.” Murt replies. “Just one cup of tea. Surely you are thirsty.”

You actually are, but you feel you need to check up on Aegis.

“I’m very sorry.” You say. “But I have to go now.”

You turn around and start walking towards the front door.

As soon as you’ve got your back to him, Murt assaults you. You are so surprised by this sudden act of aggression, you have no idea how to react. Murt makes use of your lack of action to try and **** his tea into your mouth. You try your best not to swallow anything, but sadly you felt **** to swallow at least one mouthful of his brew.

Finally you manage to throw Murt off you. You twist around and pull your sword in one motion.

“The fuck is wrong with you, creep!” You yell at him.

“Now don’t be rash, Keyla.” Murt says. “Just put down the sword and drink your tea.”

“No, asshole.” You spit back. “I am not Keyla and I won’t drink your …”

Before you can finish your sentence, you suddenly feel dizzy. What was happening. Why was the room suddenly spinning.

Before you know it your sword drops to the ground and you stagger back against some shelves. They stick into your back, but at least you can use them for balance.

Murt coms closer and says “Now, Keyla. See what happens when you do that. You need to lie down and rest a bit.”

Murt stands in front of you and reaches for your arms. You know, you just KNOW, once he gets a hold of you, you will be powerless against him.
You pull your arms away from his, you don’t really care which direction, as long as it’s away from this dirty old man.

By chance your right hand comes across a small object. Something which feels hard. In this haze, you can’t quite see what it is, but you don’t care. You take a good hold of this item, and you swing it towards your assailant.
You hear Murt pronounce a groan which sounds like pain. He then disappears from your view and you hear a thud.
You hope and pray you knocked him out with that, cause if you didn’t, your fate is sealed.

Your visions starts spinning out of control. The edge of your vision darkens and grows until all you see is blackness. As the darkness overtakes you, so does your consciousness fade.