Decline

"Eheh-heh-heh, hah ha haha ha hahahahahaHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Avella's head twitches unnaturally as her eyes roll back, now nothing but white. Her voice slowly falters, and is replaced by a staticky voice of someone else.

E.V.A.

"-hihihihihihi-hihi-hi, heh he... what a shame. I figured a male like you would jump at the chance, but I guess I was wrong. Now I'll have to do things the hard way.

I love doing things the hard way."

You turn to run, but stop in terror. Your exit is blocked off by rows upon rows of people, all blank eyed and drooling. You didn't even hear them sneaking up behind you. You charge at the chain link fence instead, rushing past Avella, hoping you can climb over before they catch you.

"Little insect, there is no escape," she says, speaking through everyone's mouths, "give up and I promise I'll make it... less painful.

Hehehehehehehehe.

I'm lying. It'll be very painful either way."

You make it halfway up the fence before something grabs you. Avella has her hand tightly curled around your ankle. She pulls at you, her strength more than you thought her capable of. She's grinning, keeping you from climbing over. You scream and kick her in the face with your other foot, but it's as if she barely registers it. The rest of the crowd catches up to you, tearing away at you. You cling to the fence for your dear life, but seconds later you're torn off, lost in a sea of E.V.A.'s slaves.