Drugged

Draven stirred. His head was banging. He couldn’t even get up; he lay still and tried to gather his thoughts. His body was weak, and his bones felt even weaker. He was lying on rough ground yet he couldn’t summon the courage to stand up. How long has it been since he was asleep, so much so that his muscles had lax and become weak?

His memory came back in hazy bits. He felt so drugged and his memory felt so distant. Weren’t he and Leo walking into the cave when they perceived that delicious meal? What happened after that?

He groaned internally as he remembered the exact thing that had happened. Of course, he had fucked up. They ate the soup without exactly caring for the source it had come from.

“See what the chickens brought in?" He heard a female say. “I think this one is handsome.” She kicked Leo and emitted a groan from him.

“You’re going to ruin his pretty face by the time we’re ready for him,” another said, male this time.

Draven heard the girl sigh as she walked to an angle. He
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