What the fuck was that? There was a torch stuck in a holder outside the bars. Otherwise the whole cave was thrown into darkness. And inside something had moved! Conan had been struggling .. refusing to give in .. not knowing what he’d do if he got free. But determined-as-fuck he was going to find out.
Then ….. something .. out beyond the ring of light .. something large moved. He stopped tugging. Conan froze. He was not alone. But he was helpless against whatever it was. His balls gave a shiver.
Conan heard scuffling. He was not alone in this cave. But he WAS trapped. No defence. An animal. It had groaned .. disturbed by the ogres. Sensing life. Sensing food? If it was an animal .. it was sizeable. It moved in the murky coldness like something big. Definitely not a rat.
The fuckers! They had him pinned to this cross. No way of defending himself. Nothing he could do to help himself. Stuck there with some moaning beast. Heavy scuffling sounds .. sounds of groaning .. ponderous slow movement.
FUCK! He wouldn’t put it past these fuckers! Had he be stuck here .. fodder for some weird beast? Something abnormal like those fucking HU-MANs? His heart was beating hard. His eyes pricked.
Conan peered into the darkness. He stared hard into the gloom beyond the light. If these weirdos had trapped him here .. tied to this cross …. what the fuck could he do about it? Caged in by bars. No escape. Stuck with some primeval beast skulking in the dark. Attracted by the smell of fresh meat. About to take a bite out of him. And what the fuck could he do? Eaten alive. Ripped apart by razor sharp teeth.
He wouldn’t put it past these fuckers. That bitch up above on the surface .. pure evil he’d sensed on her. And then down here .. lording it in this underworld .. that prime prick of a narcissist .. the muscled god .. who commanded over these HU-MAN’s …. Conan would not put anything past these fuckers. Stick him helpless in a cave .. pinned to a cross .. so some pet-monster they worshipped could feed off him .. eat him alive .. wouldn’t surprise him at all.
The scuffling in the dark .. it seemed to take shape .. still lurking in the gloom. Or was he deceiving himself? Not some primeval rodent that lived underground. Bigger, much bigger. That groaning brute beyond the light .. from what Conan could make out in the gloom .. the thing that was lurching to its feet …… No rat. It was at least the size of a man.