Key:
y/n=your name
Cinder is the name of the dog, and it's a he.
Markan is your friend.
Cinder is 5'10 while sitting, and is a Tibetan Mastiff.
Markan walks into the kitchen, to see you splayed out on the floor, 'blood' splattered everywhere, and a knife in your hand.
He picks up your head, and says, 'y/n? y/n wake up!'
You giggle to yourself. He notices this, and puts up an act.
'Well, I'm not gonna let you go to waste!' He says, picking you up with both hands, and carrying you off.
Where was he taking you?
And what did he mean by, waste?
He opens a door with his foot, and the smell of an, animal fills the room.
'Y'know, we've been short on dog food recently.' Says Markan with a grin.
Oh no.
Oh HELL no.
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