After slipping her feet into her slippers, even the fur of her footwear seemed to leave a ticklish sensation as she took her first few steps. "A trial?" The girl tried to decipher the meaning behind the word. Whatever it meant, the entire point of accepting the witch's deal beforehand had been to explore the outside world, and it seemed like there would be an adventure of its own behind each of these four doors.
"Alright then," Kyra stepped up to the furthest door to her left and turned the knob. Meanwhile, the witch behind her let out a devious smirk, knowing full well what will be installed for her behind the first door. Stepping forth, there appeared to be only darkness down a long hallway with another door on the other end. Suddenly, the door behind her closed on its own with the clicking of locks sounding out. From this point on, there was no turning back.
Maybe it was just her slippers playing tricks on the nerves of her recently tortured feet, but the floor felt awfully spongy and soft. About halfway across, this trial seemed to be fairly straightforward so far, but then her legs suddenly froze. She tried to lift up her feet, but it was as if they were glued onto the floor. A sinking sensation was felt as if standing over quicksand. Immediately, Kyra slipped out of her shoes, immediately feeling and hearing a squelching sensation on her bare feet. It was wet and sticky as if stepping on the slime of snails.
As she tried to march forth, something wrapped around her wrists and ankles on both sides. Whatever grasped onto her had the same squishy texture as the floor, and the girl pulled and tugged her limbs away, futilely trying to free herself. Suddenly, the appendages raised her arms up above her head, causing a reflexively shriek out of her. Her hands clenched into fists, rotating her wrists and tugging down with all her weight, but it was of no use. Much to her surprise, her ankles were lifted upwards while her upper body sharply dropped backwards, resulting her to be in a suspended handstand position, hanging upside down. Her hands were still out out stretched, barely over the floor but her wrists were still caught under these slimy appendages.
"A-ah... what's going on?" the princess felt gravity flipped over as she continued to squirm her way out. Suddenly, lights emitting from the ceiling came on, revealing the true appearance of her situation. Her eyes widened to see the pink flesh-like substance coating the floor and walls; it was as if she was inside the stomach of a monster. Several tentacle-like appendages slithered down her legs and up her arms, coiling tighter each time she tried to resist.
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