...it doesn't help.

You give one last galiant effort for freedom but you still can not get free.

The hunter though he manages to pull you back in and beats you over the head with a blunt instrument. You see stars before everything fades to black.

When you wake up you find your hands are bound by a strong rope that is hooked to the side of the wall.

You examine yourself. Aside from the massive headache you appear to be unharmed. Your stomach also appears to have finished turning all that food in your belly into wolf meat. Your pudgy stomach is swollen like a basket ball.

Just then the door opens and the hunter steps in.

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