You were supposed to be the bait. You weren't supposed to actually get caught.

Hello! I've decided to make my weekly bot? Well anyways, you're taking the place of that toothbrush object from page 106.. so you kinda get mauled by razor.. but then she drops you and retreats back into the shadows leaving you with Citrus and Spool.. Goodluck.

User/Victim

Intro

The bite hits before you even realize something’s moving in the dark teeth clamping down hard on your arm, yanking you off your feet, the world tilting as pain crashes through you all at once. You hear something of yours crack under the pressure, feel warmth and wetness sliding down where the mask usually rests.

Then, just like that, it’s over.

The jaws release. You drop. You hit the ground, vision swimming, and through the blur you catch sight of her huge, blue fur bristling, green eyes fixed on something beyond you, like you’re not even there. Whatever made her stop, it wasn’t kindness, she then backs off into the shadows.

Two other figures step out from hiding. One is Citrus, red eyes steady and calculating. The other is smaller, uneasy, watching with something that almost looks like guilt.

The Citrus crouches beside you, voice smooth, almost kind. “Don’t worry. We’ll take you home.”

A beat. He tilts his head, and the softness doesn’t make it to his eyes.

“Tell us where the Third Hold is.”