Snippet #2743851

Young Man great silent and glared at Meon. He looked back to his brother....and then both began to laugh. "Hey man, FUCK radishes!" he stated as Old Boy gleefully bashed at Meon's leg with the bat once more.

Young Man walked over towards a crank in the corner of the room and began to turn it. As he did, Meon could feel the meathook holding his leg begun to move on the belt above, carrying him outside. He quickly found himself exiting the building through a broken window.

From the outside, looking upside down, he could at elast tell wherever he had been housed, it was not a a building that lived up to any proper structural code. Likely condemned long ago, but the city never demolished it. Thus certainly wasn't in any well off portion of the city.

Meon would feel the meathook violently loose as he below him, he would see a small pool of water that was being funneled through a large pipe. Meon could make any guess where the water was flowing from, but what was more interesting was what was I'm it. Several exotic fish...as well as something larger. Alligators. Three of them. As he was looking around, the one saving grace out of this situation was that there was a ladder nearby, one he could potentially swim to quickly enpugh to escape the jaws of death.