(A/N: Ok, you guys get two chapters in one day because they are both short.)

His consciousness returned and Eric opened his eyes. He couldn't see anything, was it night? No, there was no way it was night already. He realized that he was surrounded by something and he was standing. Whatever was holding him was close around him and blocked out all light and sound.

Eric tried to turn his head but was stopped when it tightened around him. This is when he realized he was surrounded by vines that tightened as he moved also that they had thorns that were puncturing his skin. The sensitive thing to do would have been to stand still. So naturally he tried to rip the vines off almost desperately.

He stopped as he felt many thorns dig into his flesh painfully, as he stayed still the vines remained tight. He was confused, not a clue of what to do. Panicked, he fought to break free. The pain intensified and he could feel sticky blood dripping everywhere.

Growing weaker Eric still continued to struggle; he only had so much blood to lose before he was in even more trouble. Then, he felt a sharp pain on his neck and instantly felt the remainder of his strength leave him. He felt the blood gushing from his neck at an alarming rate.

The darkness he could see started to fade and he fell still. His consciousness started to leave him even as he fought to stay awake. He knew if he passed out it may be the last thing he did, but he had no control of himself anymore. He then wondered why he was even in this trap. Dionysus.