I’ve seen a lot of things, but I’ve seen no one like her give into this darkness. For a while, it was just me, exploring this cruel world. But now, she’s infected too.
I didn’t heal her. I entrenched her in the madness of this place.
For hours, she curled against me, heated by my body and protective hold. Something took over me, far greater than my conditioning. It was a pull that glued us together, natural and demanding.
Primal.
It felt like fucking heaven.
It felt real.
I needed to take her, not just because I was programmed to search out her scent. I hoped for our transformation, a door to the ruler of this strange and twisted kingdom.
A door to Elon.
I expected something different. I expected us to escape.
I got something else instead. The gift, her bond. The sweetest, most gentle pussy I’ve ever felt.
But there was no exit for us to find. We couldn’t fly out of the atmosphere in a disc of glory. Instead, another door appeared at the end of that sunken hallway. A door that led deeper into the maze. It was another entrance, not an exit, and now I’m not sure we’ll make it out alive.
I don’t know this place. I’ve never ventured this far, fearing I might never find the woman I was destined to find.
When I first came to that breeding ground, I never imagined it would turn into this. In the beginning, it was an empty field, undeveloped, but there was energy here. A natural current of electricity.
The cultists brought me there, roping me to a tree. They bound my arms and cut my ankles until I couldn’t walk or run. Fear tore through me as they forced me to endure their sick ritual of blood and fire, of the holy spirit of pain.
I died that night.
When I returned, the people had gathered. And each life that passed through me sent me back here. They started to build something. This place.
Now their work is complete, but I’m not sure if I should keep going. This could be a trap.
Staring at the open door, I witness a large tunnel, cavernous and rocky, dug out with crude tools. A one-man job, but who? Elon?
I can hear something, somewhere in the darkness of that strange passage. The snapping of teeth and the screeching of heavy metal against metal. I can hear it in my head, and it reverberates through my stomach and chest, enveloping outward.
I look at Ava and have to wonder. Is this our way out?
Some part of me believes I'm crazy. That I’ve always been crazy, and that’s why I believe I’ve died so many times. It shouldn’t have been possible. But no matter how much I try to separate from my own experiences, I can’t do it.
I’ve loved her since the day I laid eyes on her. It was fate. Nothing else. And that’s why I walk, why I roam this planet. I have one aim.
I unlock her chains and step aside, trusting she will not run. Silently, we move into the tunnel, and I feel a rush of wind push against us so hard it nearly knocks Ava on her ass.
My feet can no longer be seen as they sink into the darkness. Soon, we are lost in an unfamiliar world, a world that no longer makes sense. I feel my head jerk, and when I look up, I see a star shimmer before me. It explodes, a flare of light raining down.
Someone’s out there. Looking for help. But it’s too dark to see anything else.
I focus on this sight, and when the vision clears, I hear screams echo in the distance. Gunfire, and the quiet rustle of brush.
“Let me guess,” she says. “This part of the simulation wasn’t supposed to exist, was it?”
I don’t know how to respond, but I look at her with extreme hesitance. “How am I supposed to answer such a question when I’ve never been here?” I ask.
Her eyes widen. “You mean, all of this is new?”
I bite the inside of my cheek and frown. “I don’t know if new is the right word.”