*a tear ran down his face as he tried to work his bloodied flesh from around the rusted spike...he could sense something else there, or at least he had that creepy feeling that someone else was there. He shook his head and whimpered, every move he made the pain in his body increased slightly, especially with his tail.<br/><br/>His fur stood up on end, however, when he heard that dark, bone chilling voice echo over the stone surfaces of the room, bouncing off every surface and sounding as though it came from every direction. He let out a loud, sharp breath and sat in terror, his head swiveling about looking for the original source. He heard a breath behind him, and a most disgusting smell of breath. He let out a cry, even before the demon's touch out of sheer terror. As he was about to bolt, he felt the stingy sensation of something touching his wound, causing him to cringe and let out a tortured moan of pain. He refused to turn around, so terrified of what was going on.<br/><br/>He saw again the creature flash around his front side through the shadows, and listened to his words and cringed as he mentioned his predicament. He wanted to throw something, but everything he could was just out of reach.<br/><br/>Finally he witnessed the...demon reveal himself, jumping up onto the one device the guide had told him about...he could smell his own blood by now as it puddled onto the floor some. His eyes fixated on the blue demon, small whimpers coming from him