I tried to understand. Were they telling the truth? How could they come up with a meaning so quickly? Had they been watching me this whole time? Why? What had I ever done? I wasn’t a dog. I was just as human as they were. More human, by the looks of it. They were monsters and I would make sure I didn’t become one of them, no matter what they wanted with me. I had to ask. It was driving me insane. If I was the centre of some slaughter campaign, I needed to know.
“What do you want from me?”
And I listened unbelievingly to their response.
[108 words]
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