Holding Cell
Bubba pats your hair, cooing sweet spluttering nothings into your ear. He says you look
pretty a lot and seems very excited. He keeps on tugging at you in strange ways and his
grin is drooling slimy dew. You gulp at the thought of giving in and succumbing to his
over whelming embrace.
Let him have his wicked way
Fight back and try to escape
Give up and kill yourself like the last guy did
Are you ready to give up?