You wake up in a dungeon. Multiple purple beetles feast on your ankles, leaving red hives. They look so mythical, it's almost like you're dreaming.

The torchlight flickers as you hear the heavy footsteps of boots stomping. You could tell it's a man, by the breathing and fragrance.

You desperately try to run, you hear the clanking of the metal chains hitting against the floor.

There's no point in escaping, it's too dangerous.

"I caught a good one, What hybrid are you?"

He grins