Turned my back.
The four of them were behind me.
Smiling, a beautiful yet terrifying smile you've ever seen.
"Your fate is to be our feast. No need to resist, just accept it." The one with pony tail said it.
Like enchantment, I walked closer to them.
They grinned.
"Yes, accept your fate to be a feast." Another whispered.
And sang.
A lullaby.
That put me to sleep.
Or die, to be a feast.
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