The Rat Has Come Calling

Kiera's POV

“Ugh.” I groaned in dismay. The damn creature’s stomach feels and smells like a hard floor. It even hurts my poor bones the same.

I couldn’t smell anything though, and it was dark in here. Oh, that’s because my eyes are still closed. But I really don’t wanna open them. If I’m gonna die by digestion, I don’t wanna see it happening.

It is kind of quiet in here though. What was happening? I have never been swallowed up before, but I would expect it to be more…….disturbing.

Oh, fuck it. I’m just gonna open my eyes.

When I blinked my eyes open again, I was lying on the floor in the toilet -not in the creature’s tummy- and the ghost meters away from me, gasping and curled up into a fetal position.

Her white luminescent light kept flicking in perfect reflection of a faulty bulb. One minute it was bright, the next second, it would go dim. Like it was in danger of going out.