I opened my eyes but it was all dark, all I hear are grumbles of hatred and harm. Traces of fangs that chewed me up all over my body. The small light from the surface gives access for my voice to be heard. I hear help coming from up there, and with all my might I climbed up the beast's flesh; bleeding yet still breathing, yelling in hopes of someone to hear me. But the beast swallowed me again. Now I am left alone inside the pit of its stomach, already broken down and just waiting to vanish.
—combustingcolours
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