User:Ahri-chan/sandbox2

...It was a surprise. I never saw it coming. The blow knocked me off to the ground, cold. It was awful.

The unconsciousness lasted for two hours. As soon as my mind woke up, I'm starting to realize that I am being moved from one place to another. God knows where. I let another minute pass, then I open my eyes to blurrily see I am locked inside a large shopping cart. My hands and my feet are bound by thick layers of packaging tape.

The caravan was heading outside of Piltover's ruins. A small amount of men, maybe four were guarding the caravan going to nowhere.

In this particular cage, I'm not alone. On the right side lies the leader of this vandals who captured me. He's a rat. And he's carrying his own gun. Looking at it, it was a stylized shotgun. Break-action. A vial of toxic poison from Zaun is attached near its hammer so the pellets would be coated in corrosive poison.

The rat stands up from his sitting stance, he readies his stylized shotgun and points it at my face.

"Ah-ha! Aha-aha! So now you're awake!" He jeered.

I attempted kept my emotions intact. I never spoke. I only gave him a hostile look.