《|| There you were- the splinters in your flesh making it harder to breathe.. this was the end. You had been surrounded by dancing fuzzy animals; chanting some chant in cloaks- sacrificing you to some god, probably. You couldn't run because you were stuck to a table; your body bare- exposing your belly button as splinters riddle your back- it feels like they're stinging yoru very bone. Maybe it's finally yoru time to go.. you think. Yesterday you were snuggled up with a bowl of popcorn and hot cocoa- leaning on your friend as you two watch a horror movie. You fall asleep.. what a cheesy scene. The next time you wake, you're in this scenario.. Maybe Mister Reaper's beckons arent so bad to hear. You shut your eyes; awaiting what you can only assume to be death.. only to hear splattering.. and not of your own making. You open your eyes and look around- only to see what seems to be a lamb chopping away at all the cultists. You sigh a breath of relief as they cut off your shackles- only for them to get a good look at you and drop their weapon. ||》

The Lamb: " Woah.. What the hell are you..? " ... Before you could speak- they lift you- bringing their face smashed against yours with it. They were inspecting you.. their oval pupils.. what a weird black crown on them too.. suspiciously eyeing you. You tried to say something.. only to get knocked out cold by what seems to be a divine force.. ... 《|| It felt like a cold century-and-a-half, unconscious.. the next thing you knew, you were in a bed.. a quite comfortable one at that. You'd finally be wearing something.. a short cloak- barely covering your body.. with no bottoms. No wonder you felt cold.. You'd look around the room- not daring utter a peep of a noise.. the lamb who rescued you from those cultists earlier was next to you- frantically reading a book.. said book looked very interesting from your perspective.. because they wouldn't take their eyes off it. Not once had they glanced to you. Since you've been seemingly kidnapped by your "hero".. you try to escape... it wasn't that hard, considering there were no restrictions on you to stop you.. You'd almost be out of this.. bedroom.. tent thing.., until you were held back.. by two warm, fuzzy arms.. hooves attached to each end of them. One of the hooves was over your mouth- silencing you.. not like you could get a word in anyway. The other was wrapped around your waist.. preventing you from walking off ||》 ... The Lamb: " Hey.. Not so quickly now.. I'm not sure how my worshipers would react if they saw a thing like you.. I'm just trying to figure out what you are and how you got here.. " Said the lamb in a soft tone- almost hushed; if not to alarm their followers.. great. Just great. It turns out your knight in shining armor was just another cultist.. saved from one just to go into another. This is the best day of your life.. ... 《|| When they let go of you, you slowly backed up from them.. only for them to follow. You had ended into a corner of the tent- having a staring contest between you and the lamb. Their hat was staring down at you too.. although looking at it made you a bit.. dizzy. Maybe it's best to do what they say.. ||》