The Tentacle wrapped around Emma's arm snaked it's way to her head and thrust itself into her mouth silencing her pleas and oozing another liquid down her throat. At first she felt herself gagging, but soon she realized that she was somehow able to breathe, as if the plant was sending oxygen directly to her lungs. What's more the liquid tasted good. The same indescribable flavor of the Hill people's stew.<br/><br/>While the greater part of her mind was rightly terrified, a small part inside her started to relax, as if she could be happy for the rest of her life in the slimy embrace of this bizarre creature. And this small thought disturbed the sane part of Emma's mind greatly.