Rats scurried all over my body. I could feel the sharp claws digging into my skin. To my surprise they started nibbling at the leather straps that bound me to my death bed. It was too late to hope to live now, though. The pendulum was inches from my body. I could hear it as it swished through the air and slicing the top of my skin.
The rats still scurried all over my body, oblivious to the pendulum. Instead of hitting me the pendulum sliced the head off of one of the rats and violently flung the head at the wall, which it then fell into the deep pit.
I waited for the next swing of the pendulum, anticipating it rip up my body. I closed my eyes and heard the last swing of the pendulum. I opened my eyes expecting to see my guts all over the walls. However, it was not mine, but the guts of the gazillion rats that had been climbing all over me.
Preoccupied with the sight before my eyes, I did not even realize that two buff men had charged into the small chamber, and were coming for the weak, crumpled mess that was left of me.
The two men stopped in their tracks in shock at the sight of blood and guts all around. One fainted and fell down into the pit. The second started to come at me. I used the last bit of my strength and jumped down into the pit.
The second man ran right into the pendulum and gouged his face and was dead before he hit the ground.
I looked around the pit and found a door. I looked at the pit and the pendulum and without another thought, ran out the door and began my journey to freedom.
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