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Oliver stands outside of the dark, overgrown forest, cluching a flashlight and video camera in both hands as he stared fearfully into the eerie greenery.
"C'mon Oliver, you've been standing there for 10 minutes, just get the dare over with," his friend, Ty said from behind him, nudging him forward, "and besides, I've been in here many times, there's nothing in there that's gonna hurt ya."
"Yea right, just a dare," Oliver replied back shakingly as he walked, being enveloped instantly into the dark woodland, putting all his trust into his flashlight and friend.
Just a dare, all you need to do is stay in this woods for the night and you'll be done, your fine, Oliver rambles in his mind as he watches his surroundings, his body shaking with fear and the breeze that flew throughout the forest, making him feel freezing due to the lack of coverage. "I should've brought a jacket," Oliver told himself before entering a circular clearing, with tall grass and summer flowers scattered about, along with a giant mound in the middle of the possibly man made clearing.
Oliver began to walk towards the formation, but after awhile he noticed the mound rising and falling slowly, is it breathing? Oliver thought to himself but before he could look again, he steps and hears a sickening crunch under his feet. As he takes a step back and examines the culprit, he finds part of a deer carcass, the blood smelling fresh and no flies swarming the dead deer.
"What the...," Oliver mumbles, looking back where the mound is, but it disappeared without a trace. He looks around, fear washing over him again as he sees more and more corpses. "I think I should go..," he says, before turning around but coming face to face with a set of golden yellow slits, his heart skipping a beat as he sees a forked tongue flick out of its mouth.
"N- n- naga!?" Oliver stammers, his flight or fight response kicking in,his body choosing flight as he turned and hightailed it.
He hears the naga move behind and around him , closing off any escape by surrounding him with it's large snake body. He looks up at it's face, a plastered grin across it's face like it saying, I won. He stares at it's face, it's eyes just staring right back, but with one purpose, food. His body tenses up, making his body feel paralyzed and he only thinks,God there's no way I'm getting out of this.
"Aw, you scared?" The nagas booming voice mocks as it slams a hand right next to Oliver, shaking the ground beneath him along with knocking him over. The naga snickers and haphazardly picks up him, thinking on what to do next with the human.
"Please don't hurt me," Oliver asks the naga, tears beginning to form in the eyes.
"No promises, probably just gonna have fun before I eat you," the naga replies half-heartedly, before bringing up to it's face, it's tongue flicking at Oliver, tasting him.
Oliver just curl up into a ball as tears fall from his eyes, the thought of not coming out of this woods alive just because of a dare filling his mind. "I'm never going to see my family again," Oliver murmurs. He tries to stifle his sobs but is unsuccessful, he just wants to go home, but that's not gonna happen.
The naga notices the boys sobs, before saying, "shit, your supposed to be shaking in fear, not crying, god this is to embarrassing." Oliver looks at the naga and wipes his tears, his body still trembling. "Fuck this is awkward, I guess I won't eat you, but I need something in return," the naga says at Oliver, pointing at him with it's clawed finger.
"O-ok," Oliver stammers through his sniffles, but doesn't expect the nagas fingers to wrap around his torso, raising up past it's head. He looks down and sees the naga open it's maw before lowering him into it. "Nononono," Oliver repeats, trying to break out of its grasp, but his legs enter into its mouth, the humidity and saliva seeping into his pants. "Please stop!" Oliver begs, but the naga doesn't listen but instead lowers the rest of him into the gaping maw, past the razor sharp fangs. He just lays down on the tongue, waiting to feel his bones break in two, but instead he's slid to the back of the throat. "No please! I don't wanna die," Oliver pleads but the world around him shifts, sending half his body into its throat with a sickening gulp. He tries to escape, but the throat muscles pull him fully in, sending him into his death chamber.
He begins to cry again, but his lungs feeling crushed in all ways during his desent feels unbearable. After a few seconds it opens up into to a small chamber, the green glowing walls pulsating as the nagas body works around him. "Please let me out!" Oliver asks again as he tries to escape, only to fall back down the slippery walls.
"Your safe in there, I'll let you out in the morning after I get some real food, so you better get comfortable," the naga informs him, his body relaxing at that statement.
"O-ok," Oliver replies and shifts around, leaning against the slimy walls before asking, "because I'm going to be here for awhile, what's you r name, mines Oliver."
" It's Lilith, now go to sleep I don't want my ear talked off all night," Lilith says, before laying down and falling asleep not long after. Oliver gets comfy and closes his eyes, before falling asleep, protected from the world and possibly made a new friend.