The man motioned several others over, and they all bent down and picked him up limb by kicking limb and laid him in his final seat.
A sudden terror seized him from the inside, and he realized he had never fully realized what was going to happen until now
A shudder of quiet snickers slipped away from the crowd.
The only sound he could hear was the sound of Adam's eyes staring down at him, unflinching and unco-opted by the restlessness of his surroundings
Beyond the clearing, into the forest where the trees were so dense you could barely see the sky overhead, he finally felt it, finally saw it:
a small wooded box with a blade dangling from above.
He would be forced to lie on his back with his arms trapped in a wooden box, and he would see the blade flash as it ripped down to his throat.
The howls of pack dogs from far away whipped around the trees, around and through and in the people, as though their commotion had stirred them from their sleep. As though they knew what was about to take place and were laying claim to the remains.
He was shoved down upon his knees.
The only sound he could hear was the sound of Adam's eyes staring down at him, unflinching and unco-opted by the restlessness of his surroundings.
The noise a single tear made when it hit the soil was the loudest thing he'd never heard, and all at once his lungs heaved open as a gasp of air rushed to greet him.
A spark had caught the oxygen on its way down and a fiery pain erupted through his throat to the back of his eyes.
He looked up to the man who was gazing down at him, perplexed. "You don't hear it!?"