If you were honest with yourself, you'd admit that you were indeed scared.
But you were never honest, not with yourself, not with your "friends", no, not with anyone.
And you had made a silent promise that you would never be.
Well, today was the day you had broken that promise.
You couldn't see anything, and you weren't sure that you even wanted to, considering the sticky substance that was sucking you down probably wasn't a pretty sight.
As you were trying to get out of whatever puddle you were in, you realized that your legs as well as your arms were both sunk into the mess already and it didn't feel like they could be pulled out easily. You jerked your legs a bit, but regretted it immediately, as holes were torn around the area and the mass around your leg only tightened.
Now you began to panic, only inside, but you still panicked.
You suddenly felt thin legs crawling over your skin, and you realized in horror that it were spiders, and you weren't exactly sure, and you didn't want to be, but you could swear that you also felt one or two snakes.
Your heart started pounding against your chest.
Your breath was getting out of control, you pulled slow, you pulled fast, nothing happened.
Your ears started hurting, the sky was growling, painful screams were in the distance, and barking from hounds sounded so close, you could almost feel the heavy breath blowing into your ear.
You screamed, as a thunder suddenly struck down and lighted up the area for a split second, it allowed you to see where you were and it was just as gross it felt.
Thunder continued to strike down, you fearfully tried making out what the heck was actually happening, and you quickly saw that you were indeed arms and legs deep inside a pond of muddy slime, spiders and snakes of all sizes and variations were crawling all over you.
You screamed again, you kept screaming, this time in complete disgust and fear and completely lost control over your actions, you tried to pull out your arms with all your strength multiple times, each time losing hope more and more, but also trying to hold back tears that were starting to form in your eyes.
You kept screaming, you forgot why, you didn't stop, it's the only thing you were able to do.
"Oh god, please, someone help, I'm going to fucking die, no no no no shit shit shit!"
You didn't care if you would attract any wolves or hounds or whatever lived in the forest anymore, you just wanted to get out and be somewhere else, you didn't care who would come, you didn't care what would come, and you just wanted something to help you, anyone, anything.
And just then you could hear footsteps.
For a second you felt like the stones on your heart felt down.
Okay, no, earthquakes. You could hear an earthquake, that's the word you were searching for.
A thunder struck the sky again, at first you thought your ears were playing a dirty trick on you, because you couldn't see it hit the ground, but then you noticed that something was just blocking the area where the thunder had come down.
As another one interrupted the distant screaming, you finally realized that a gigantic monster was standing in front of you.
At first your lips didn't allow you to make a single noise, but when a spider crawled near your neck, you remembered horrified why you actually cried for help in the first place and screamed as loud as you could. Maybe a scream wasn't much to a giant, but when he looked down, he noticed the source of the sounds and leaned down on his knees.
At least you thought it were his knees, you couldn't exactly tell without the moon shining or lighting filling up the area for a second.
The giant moved his hand over to the slimy mess you were caught in slowly, which made him seem much more intimidating, but nevertheless you were relieved that you were about to get out of the sticky pool.
He surprisingly didn't wrap his whole hand around you, but instead used two fingers to lift you up by your shirt and with a sudden and painful tug he pulled you out of your muddy prison.
The spiders fell off of your skin easily and even though the snakes had bitten quite often, they fell off without much effort as well.
Now that you could actually start caring about the messy flesh wounds they had given you, your neck started hurting from hanging straight-up in the air by a part of your clothing.
You looked at the monster, now noticing that a strong, bright glow that was emerging from one of his eyes and surrounding an also cyan iris.
The eye stared right at you.
The giant moved you closer to his face to see what he had actually freed.
The longer he just held you close to his face, the more you questioned his intentions.
Another pain stung through your neck.
You whined.
The monster's lightened up eye widened, surprised at the noise you made.
He placed his other hand behind your torso and let go off the cloth slowly.
He grasped at your hips lightly so he wouldn't accidentally squish you.
Even if his grip was probably gentle to him, it still felt like he could crush you any second.
Your breathing was as unsteady as it had ever been, your lungs felt like they betrayed you.
He brought you even closer to his face.
Hot breath surrounded every inch of your body and crept under your clothes.
His eye squinted.
Your heart went faster than your lungs.
Did he… actually see you were alive?
You swung up your arms, and waved at him wild with the leftovers of your energy, you weren't exactly sure if he got the message, but getting him to see that you were alive should get him to at least say something.
If he could talk, that was.
He suddenly made an amused noise, probably because you looked ridiculous, swinging your arms up and down like some maniac.
You pulled back your arms.
"And what bug have I freed now?"
"Uhhh… I'm no bug…"
The monster rolled his eyes.
"No shit Sherlock."
This wasn't how'd you had imagined him to react.
He sounded way too sarcastic.
Like he was talking to someone he already knew.
You didn't say anything for a while; the giant was looking into the distance, not at you.
You looked down.
A long way down.
You shifted uncomfortably in the monster's grasp and whined again.
The grip suddenly tightened.
"What is wrong with you?"
You looked up abruptly.
Every muscle in your body stopped.
He was looking at you again.
He seemed angry.
You didn't respond right away, only after he had made an annoyed sound.
"Q-quite… a few things? Take that however you want I am just a human being fucking shit I'm suddenly talking so much uhmm I don't know what do you want from me I haven't even thanked you yet for saving me so thank you I guess. UHHH so anyway NICE NIGHT WE'RE HAVING!"
The monster looked at you.
Unblinking.
Probably trying to unsolve the word salad you had just rambled.
And probably also trying to find out why you were just awkwardly smiling at him.
Also, unblinking.