trapped

Hello everyone!

"GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME, YOU MONSTER!!"

Right now, I am frantically running for my life from a terrifying monster!

"~Oh, I just adore that feisty attitude, darling~!"

What on earth am I talking about?

Well, while I sprint to save my skin, I guess I have a couple of seconds to explain the situation (hurray for escapism).

"~Wait for me~! "

It all started when I was about to explore the surroundings of this mysterious place where I was transported out of nowhere in the middle of the night.

"Kyyyyaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

I was checking the area... until I walked into that damn room and came face-to-face with a man boasting colossal, ridiculously shredded muscles, wearing nothing but a tight slingshot swimsuit, with his hair tied in pigtails and a absurd amount of makeup slapped on his face!

"What kind of nightmare is this?!"

Instinctively, every single fiber of my being sensed the imminent danger my life (and especially my virginity) was in, so, like any cultured and sensible person, I bolted out of there at top speed.

"~Ooooooohhh, how I like it when you get tough~! "

The problem is, this guy just won't stop chasing me!!

"Leave me alone!!"

And that's... how we ended up like this... But I honestly don't know how much longer I can keep this up!

This body has absolutely zero physical stamina!

My legs are already starting to give out, and I'm losing speed fast...

"TO HELL WITH EVERYTHING!!"

Damn it, there's no other way! As the old saying goes: if you can't run... then you just have to take them down!

"¡¡!!"

So, summoning every last drop of concentration (and with tears streaming down my cheeks), I whipped around violently and charged head-on at that beast.

"Oh, I knew you'd come running back into my arms, darling! Come to papa!"

Taking advantage of his lowered guard and following his foolish invitation, I leapt straight into his arms, only to jam my high-voltage stun gun directly into his groin at the very last second.

"AAAAAHHHHH!!!"

Without dropping my guard for even a millisecond, I capitalized on his moment of absolute weakness, drew my trusty combat frying pan, and hit him with everything I had.

(CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!)

Again and again! And again! AND ONCE AGAIN!!

Until the muscular mountain finally collapsed heavily onto the floor.

"Haa... Haa... Phew..."

VICTORY!!

Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I decided the best course of action was to get far away from that hallway and the room that man had come out of before he regained consciousness.

However... as I rounded the corner...

"Are you freaking kidding me?"

What greeted me on the other side was an eerily familiar sight I had seen online before.

"Why on earth does this place look like the Backrooms?!"

I am officially screwed.