Title: Master Plan
Written for the tw100 challenge #236 "mice." It is my second (bonus) drabble for the challenge.
Thank you to my wonderful beta who catches all my mistakes: tardisjournal !
Rated: M - Please read the WARNINGS.
Warnings: It is rated M for gore, blood, and general ickiness. Also, contains elements of torture. Please don't read if you are disturbed by violent images.
He sat in a transparent tank; nude, wounded, bleeding, dying, visible. On display within its walls.
The Master's jovial voice penetrated the glass cage, "Did you know there's an island in the South Atlantic Ocean where gangs of mice kill their prey?"
He refused to respond.
"Don't believe me? Then I'll show you."
He heard little feet scurry down the attached tubes, ravenous mice scurrying toward the only object (food) in their way, Jack.
Struggling, he screamed the moment first teeth sunk into his bloody flesh. Writhing, banging on the walls with all his strength.
It took hours to die.