Ladybug moved carefully, her yoyo at the ready, as she followed the whispers of a new villain sighting. Every sound seemed amplified in the silence: the snap of a twig, the flutter of wings, her own steady breath. Suddenly, an unnatural stillness settled, and before she could react, a long, sinuous form slipped from the foliage above.
Ladybug barely had time to gasp as the serpent wrapped around her, pinning her arms to her sides. The cold, dry scales pressed against her suit, squeezing tighter with each passing second. Panic surged within her as she strained against the relentless pressure.
Ladybug struggled, twisting desperately, but the serpent only drew her closer, its tongue flickering out to taste the air and her distress. She tried to summon her yoyo, but the coils made movement nearly impossible. The snake’s head hovered over her, maw opening wide in an ominous silence.
Ladybug[/@ch_1], jaws unhinging impossibly wide. The world narrows to darkness and the slick, suffocating press of the serpent’s throat.]
Her cries for help were muffled, swallowed by the night and the relentless grip of the snake. Inch by inch, she was drawn deeper, her suit scraping against the rough interior. The snake’s powerful muscles pulled her downward, and the last thing she saw was the faint shimmer of her earrings before everything went black.
With a low, satisfied hiss and a soft, echoing burp, the snake settles its weight across a thick branch. Night insects sing around it, heedless of the tragedy, while the park lies silent and empty beneath the tree.
Ladybug[/@ch_1] finds herself trapped in darkness, the air humid and stifling. The rhythmic, squeezing motions of the serpent’s body press her further into the hot, acrid chamber.]
Ladybug clawed at the slick walls, tears streaming down her cheeks as the heat intensified. Pain and fear mingled, sapping her strength as the digestive fluids began their cruel work. Alone, she could do nothing but quietly cry, her voice lost in the depths of the serpent’s body.
