A/N: As usual, I would recommend putting the video on loop.

Groggily, (f/n) opened her eyes. There wasn't darkness surrounding her even though she had been expecting it to be there. Rather, she was sitting right up and leaning against the right car door of the backseat. She looked around her, but she didn't spot Krista. The door across from her was wide open, and the car wasn't moving either.

A cold breeze swept in. Her arms felt frozen from being ... exposed. (F/n) glanced down, and her eyes widened before she cursed quietly. The jacket was gone. In its place were the red and blue lines from the drawing, though, all in red paint.

Her eyes centered on the tip of her nose, and she found paint to be there too. Both of her hands lacked the markings, though, and she still had her pants and shoes on. Thankfully, her shirt remained on her too, but if she didn't escape, none of those items would cover her body for long.

It didn't help that her head ached horribly and that her wrists and ankles remained bound. Worming her way out of the car and into the snow probably wouldn't be the best of ideas. She wouldn't get far, and she most likely would freeze to death if she somehow managed to evade Krista.

All of her thoughts met a crashing halt, however. The door behind her opened. Caught off guard, she fell backwards, but two hands held her up. Above her, she saw Krista. A sickening grin decorated the woman's lips, and her eyes gleamed sadistically. "I'm glad that you're awake." Both of the woman's hands gripped the teen's upper arms tightly. (F/n) winced in response. "If you try to escape or struggle when I paint you, I'll knock you out again. Sound fair?"

"What would be fair is if you let me go and sacrifice yourself to the creature." The teen glowered at the woman and tugged against her bonds. Before (f/n) could utter another word, Krista placed her right hand over the teen's mouth. Instantly, (f/n) bit her. Krista, though, didn't seem the least bit bothered by it.

Shaking her head, the woman stared to the teen as though she was an ignorant child. "I'm not sacrificing you. I'm giving it what it wants, and I'll gain its favor by that." (F/n)'s voice was muffled by her hand. "Have you heard about that myth, which might discuss the creature's ancient relative?" The teen couldn't help but freeze before she thrashed around violently.

Immediately, Krista tugged the teen out a little more and kneed her in the back. A gasp of pain left the teen, and Krista tossed (f/n) back into the car. The woman grabbed the teen's legs and dragged her out, but (f/n) continued to struggle. Her body squirmed until Krista sat her upright.

Grabbing the bonds around her captive's wrists, Krista leaned in close. (F/n), however, slammed her head forward only for Krista to back up in time. The woman shook her head in disappointment before she lifted her left leg and kicked her captive in the midsection. A groan escaped the teen as her back collided with the seat. "Try anything else, and I'll knock you out. That's your last warning, but," she smiled widely, "I have my answer."

Leaning against the door, Krista smirked. "You do know about the myth, though; I think that it's quite true. It's probably what had happened to that man's daughter, Jiselle. She had birthed the present creature and had died as a result unless she had a mercy kill by her partner beforehand, and the creature probably had killed its grandfather. As for its father, it's probably dead too, though; I could be wrong on that." She pushed herself off of the door and chuckled.

"But, I don't care about that. I just want the creature for myself. How it disposes of people so easily is admirable. It could be a lovely pet and companion of mine. In exchange for you and food, I can have the best persuasion tool at my side and a very protective lover."

Picking herself up, (f/n) laughed. Krista raised a brow before she grew angered at the mocking countenance of her captive. "He's going to kill you. You're like his crazy followers from before. He only had used them as entertainment and food suppliers before he had killed all of them. The same thing will happen to you, and he won't be happy about you tying me up like this."

Now, it was Krista's turn to laugh. She grinned. "No, you're a fool. I'm different from those who entered the tunnels to form relationships and bargains with him. I never have stepped one foot into that place, and I have something that they never had." Krista pointed straight at the teen. "You."

Both of her brown eyes narrowed in delight. (F/n)'s stomach flipped in a horrid manner. "No one has survived long with the creature except for you. It obviously cares about you. If anything, it'll see what I'm doing as a service. I'll have delivered back to it a precious prize, and I've already mentioned the myth."

"He won't carry that out. He won't kill me." Her tone was certain, but her (e/c) eyes were shrouded with uncertainty. It was very possible that he didn't know about the myth. There also was the fact that he could view them having a child as him not killing her.

"Really? I don't think that'll be the case." Krista made her voice a bit higher. "It loves you." She drew a heart shape in the air before her face fell into that of a tormentor's. A disgusting grin stretched across her lips. "It'll be in its nature to want to reproduce with you since it considers you its mate." The woman held up the paint. "The paint design will only entice it more, especially since you'll be completely exposed to it."

"That won't work, Krista!" She couldn't keep herself calm anymore. Even if the creature wouldn't execute Krista's plan, she didn't desire to be so vulnerable before him. He would at least take a bite from her, and he already probably was pissed about her escaping from him. Not to mention that Krista was ruining her plan to kill him.

"I beg to differ. It'll work, and after you've birthed its child, I'll be there to help it raise the newest creature. I'll be its owner and lover. It'll be paradise."

Not being able to sit still, (f/n) threw herself off of the seat. Her body raced towards Krista. The woman didn't have enough time to react, and the teen's head slammed against the woman's midsection. They both hit the asphalt, and Krista moaned in discomfort under her.

(F/n) forced herself to stand. Her balance wasn't strong due to the binds, but she managed to hop away from the fallen woman. She didn't have much time, and she couldn't look back. Otherwise, she would lose her balance. The teen continued to take slow hops forward and finally took in her surroundings. They were in Dunnuuna. Or, she assumed it to be the town since it appeared abandoned.

Right now, she was in the parking lot of an old general store. Above her was a large metal overhang, and it had metal walls too to keep out the snowfall. Only light from behind her illuminated the space. Up ahead, she noticed that the entrance appeared open. She might be able to find some left behind tools inside. Even a simple pair of scissors would serve her well.

At the door, she went to lean in, but her balance escaped her. Her left side fell against the door, and she flew forward. The door opened, but she struck the old tile flooring of the place. Dust floated in the air and made her cough continuously while her body ached with pain.

Using her forearms, she lifted herself up into a sitting position. She was about to breathe a sigh of relief before she noted the area seeming ... darker. Her heart stilled. Hesitantly, she peered up. Krista stared down at her with a murderous grin. "I can't wait to see your child rip out of you. Even if you'll be dead, it'll be so satisfying."

Swiftly, the woman lifted up the teen. Her legs wobbled a bit, but she regained her balance soon after. Krista stepped into the general store and pressed (f/n) up against a nearby shelf. "You'll be seeing me in a little bit. And, now, I don't feel bad about making you walk almost nude to the cabin." She cackled. "It'll be perfect. You'll be all ready for the creature to warm you up."

Every muscle in her lower abdomen tightened. (F/n) reassured herself, though, that he wouldn't agree to Krista's scheme. That she was sure of. He would kill the woman. It wouldn't take him long to figure out that the woman considered him to be pet. Still, she couldn't help but fear that the creature would actually want a child with her even if the myth was true and he knew about it. There was the possibility that he thought that he could stop her death from happening from it.

Breaking out of her thoughts, (f/n) stared at the woman. Krista stepped back, ready to slam her into the shelf again. (F/n) refused to give up, however. No, she wouldn't look like some offering to the creature, and she wouldn't tempt him to have a child with her.

Before she was knocked out again, (f/n) forced her head forward. She opened her mouth and latched her teeth onto the woman's exposed left shoulder. They sunk in, and the woman howled in agony. Krista's grip on her disappeared, and she dropped the teen to the floor.

Without much choice, (f/n) scooted her way across the ground and away from the woman. Krista, however, recovered too speedily for the teen's liking. The woman's steps pounded in the teen's ears before Krista jumped the teen and straddled her. Her hands gripped (f/n)'s neck and secured themselves firmly around it.

Immediately, (f/n) wrapped her fingers around the woman's hands to try and get them off. Her air depleted, and her vision was starting to grow spots. "Be ready for a nice, cold stroll, (f/n)."