<span style="font-style: italic">I guess I have no choice but to trust him</span>i thought as my head entered his throat. Anyway I reasoned, there is no way im getting out of this now. My arms are pinned, I dont know if i could re-arm my weapon, but more importantly, i gave my word that i wouldn't use it. Having morals make life so difficult.<br/>I wriggled in Arkain's slimy grasp.<span style="font-style: italic">At least he can enjoy me going down</span>i thought. I felt more of my body enter his maw as I slid furthr down his throat, towards what seemed like inevitable digestion. I just had to keep on hoping that he was being truthfull in the reforming thing.<br/>Amazingly, I felt quite calm now, surrounded by his gullet walls. My concerns about past memories began to ebb away. I was almost beginning to enjoy this feeling.