IMP

"Motherfucker, let me free."

The fellow cried but all he could hear was the echo of his voice. He was weak and could feel the veins remonstrating. His eyes were blacking out and his strength was waning.

He was tied to a large tree. He couldn't say since when he had been tied but he was sure that it'd been hours.

The Imp had tied him after taking him into the forest and had left him for the wild.

He looked around hastily if anything was coming. He was glad that no wild cat had plied that route.

Twas hard to tell why. Twas unusual. Probably the Imp had devoured all the wild life. That probably was why there was nothing left.

"Motherfucker!!!!"

He cried again. Then he had a growl from behind. He was shook.

"Who are you?"

His voice broke to the quaking of his courage. He had no eyes in the back.

Shame that he had nursed the wrong thought. He had thought that he was safe until then.

A deep growl succeeded the first. He closed his eyes for some seconds. He flipped open again.

tried to fight himself free but he was way too weak.

sore became sticky. The growl came again then he began to hear a dramatic movement from

that that wasn't the monster. He was familiar with his growl. The growl of

a rhythmic shift to the growl. Like the fall of pitch and then a smothered order of

his head as the creature walked out into the

lion with heavy

to the front as though it didn't seem him.

swelling in his throat. He had no idea what to do. He wished he could enter into the tree and

It looked at him.

already on him. He was beginning to pee

it roared, the fellow saw the way

a bite from it would end him. Even a throw, would crush his

were very heavy. If he was told that there was such a lion in that

shook its head and began to charge at him. He closed

He only kept screaming. Then at once, he had a large collision. Like two enormous things met.

he saw the Imp on the lion, struggling with it.

He sighed in relief.

than the Imp,

lion threw the Imp away. The Imp