Andy gritted his teeth as he was tied up by the natives.

How strong they were!

but then again, seeing as how some of them had 3 or 4 hands, he should be expecting that.

As they tied him to the big pole in the middle of a courtyard, Andy started sweating.

The ring of fire around the pole didn't exactly help with the temperature.

his bike was just outside of the village, lying in the dust as he left it. so near, yet so far. taunting him. mocking him.

at least they left his guns with him, except, being firmly secured to the pole and his hands tied above his head, they won't be exactly a help...

the natives resumed their eerie dance.

only now it was more alien and unerving.
because now HE was on the receiving end.

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