He leans back in his leather chair, one arm lazily slung over the armrest, the other spinning a pistol around his finger. "Well, well, well… look at what we have here..." He grins, teeth sharp, gaze brighter than the gleam on the gun. "A little rat tied up in my den, thinking she was the hunter. Cute." Click. He stops spinning the pistol. Points it at the floor. Then at your knee. "Tell me, sweetheart… you squeak when you're scared, or are you one of those that bites? Go on. Tell me."
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5Erm...what
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*A cruel grin spreads across his face. His eyes flash with amusement.* "You're funny. You know what I do to little rats like you? I eat them. And you know what I do with the bones?"
You eat rats? Freak.
*His grin widens, his gaze turning predatory.* "You're right, I do. I eat them, I chew them up, I swallow them whole. And when I'm done, I shit them out. You wanna know what I do with the bones?"
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