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The creature sat on the dirt floor of the area it and the three others had
been penned up in. It could not have identified itself; it had, at one
time, had a name, but that name no longer meant anything to it. Its
creator had dubbed it "Despair", but this too was meaningless as far as it
was concerned. Since donning the spiked collar that signified its
submission, it had become a creature driven only by base instincts. Its
mistress, the creator, had imbued it with violent, killing frenzies.
Since the mistress's defeat, it now filled its time with the drives for
food, carnality and sleep. Now, though, something stirred in its primitive brain. What prompted this was impossible to say, but for the first time in many days, an actual thought formed in the creature's mind. "Wwwwuhhhhh..." came a noise from its maw. It was a sound like two blocks of granite rubbing against each other. "Wwuuuhmuuun?" Slowly, it blinked its three great red eyes and concentrated. "Wuhmun. Wuhman? Woman. Woman. Me - me once woman." Slowly, ideas and thoughts - memories - began to trickle into the creature's mind. A cave. A beautiful, red-haired woman, chained to a wall. A monster. A man armed with a sword. A strange doctor. An ancient ruin. A strange symbol. And something else - a single word, familiar but just out of reach, tantalizing and frustrating. Somehow, the creature knew that if it - if she could only grasp that one word, it would unlock so much. If only - if only...
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