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Jeremy slowly wakened in a small room . it wasn't very big nor roomy even for his size. when he stood up he felt the metal and followed the chain length until he saw it was smartly bolted to the concrete floor. he gave it a quick tug in disbelief anyways "yep that ain't going anywhere" he thought. he tried to remember how he got here, the room was cold and it had a weird smell that somehow seemed familiar. nothing but straw was in the corner for a bed and even that was rather old. he sat down and tried to remember, his mind fought his assault to gain access.why was it so hard to remember, he has never had this problem before. slowly bits and pieces were developing and in a big flash he saw the figure that made him so frightened before. so what happened ? he was dead for sure, but he is alive. he looked thru the holes of the door that was rusty and damp. he could see a soft light far down the corridor. there were voices and figures moving around. then something moved by the door in front of him. he jumped back and the chain rattled. what ever was there hit the door and growled. just then a voice from down the hall yelled "leave him alone..for now". Jeremy senses went wild, he was trapped with nowhere to go or to get away. a trap door opened and a floppy portion of cooked meat hit the floor of his chamber. the odor of it was strange and its heat caused the rise of smokey vapor to escape. he was hungry but did he dare ? after all if what his memory could recall from last night this could...be..."yuck !" he exclaimed softly. the voice outside the door called to him "don't worry, it's not human". his heart screamed out in relief and he screamed "what do you want with me ?" and he heard the excitement of the thing that hit the door just before the voice. "ease your voice , you are upsetting the others..and you won't like to see what happens if they get excited". Jeremy immediately shut up, he knew now what was happening to him. will he become food for those things? his mind didn't want to utter the truth of what they are, it wants to refuse the reality that surrounds him. he gave a firm tug on the chain again in hope his first attempt loosened it. his hopes shot down upon its confirmation, he sat up against the far wall from the door and the steaming meat hunk laying on the floor. he started shaking uncontrollably and he wrapped his arms around himself then laid on the hay crying. he thought of his family at home and how they must be worried looking for him. he remembered the door was ripped to shreds and he perked up a bit thinking it would be so strange the cops would be looking for him. maybe they would find him in time he thought. but where was he ? he had no recognition of how he got here. something large started sniffing at the door, it wanted the meat. it growled and scratched at the metal door again. "go away" Jeremy said in a low sturdy voice and the thing stopped. Jeremy knew it would come back to try and get the meat. was the voices plan ? to tempt the beasts to terrify him, the voice indicated there were others too. just how many of them were there? then he remembered the giant figures words that stood over him the night before " our kind". Jeremy went over to the hunk of burnt flesh sitting on the floor and picked it up. he began to eat it thinking if he got rid of it he could keep the beasts from trying to get in .
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