Choose Your Own Adventure D27

The goblins hitch you a large wooden wagon. It is filled with wooden crates of some good or another. They climb onto the back of the wagon.

“Take us back to camp, cunt!” one of the goblins commands.

You can see how heavy the wagon looks, even without the cargo and goblins on it. You strain as you try to move forward, going so very slowly. There is no way you can make it back to camp. You have only made it a few feet and already you feel like you are about to collapse.

Suddenly, there is a loud crack of leather against flesh and you feel a searing pain across your back. You scream in pain. The goblin is now whipping you to get you moving. You increase your efforts and the wagon inches forward. The whip strikes you again, this time across your back and you howl in pain. Now the other goblin has unfurled his whip and they both begin whipping you. You scream in agony, desperately trying to pull the wagon.

Your muscles are throbbing. You are exhausted. You begin to feel dizzy, from both the strain form pulling the wagon and also the pain as the goblins whip you. You fall down. You cannot move forward anymore. The goblins begin slashing you harder until you are bleeding all over. They are screaming at you to keep going. But you can’t. You are too weak, in too much pain. Your mind begins to shut down as the goblins stand up from the wagon and began slashing you as hard as you can.

Everything starts to fade. Then everything goes black. You never wake up.

It is the end for you.

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