The city rests unaware, but danger slinks in the shadows. Ladybug moves with purpose along the park’s deserted paths, her red and black suit a stark contrast against the muted greens and grays. She pauses, sensing movement above, but in the hushed air, even her sharp instincts are dulled.
Ladybug reacts too late. The coils wrap around her torso, pinning her arms and trapping her yo-yo. Her breath catches as the snake tightens its grip, its tongue flickering out to taste the air, brushing her cheek with a chilling gentleness.
Ladybug[/@ch_1] off her feet and into the shadowy branches.]
"Let me go! Someone—!" Her cry is muffled as the creature’s tongue glides along her chest—the sensation alien and terrifying. The world narrows to the heat of scales and the pressure of the coils squeezing tighter with every heartbeat.
The coils shift, pushing Ladybug toward the gaping mouth. Her boots scrape against bark as the snake engulfs her shoulders, then her chest, inch by inch. Her yo-yo falls to the ground below, landing with a quiet thud as the snake continues its relentless feast.
Ladybug[/@ch_1]’s legs, the last part of her visible, twitch as the snake’s tongue licks over them before they too disappear.]
Inside the snake’s body, Ladybug is squeezed through a slick, suffocating tunnel. Tears run down her cheeks as she slides deeper, the world outside vanishing behind a wall of muscle and darkness. The snake burps, sending her yo-yo spinning in the grass, before settling high in the branches to rest.
Ladybug twists and kicks inside the cramped, burning heat of the stomach. The air is thick with acid, her suit slowly succumbing to the digestive process. Her sobs are muffled, pain and fear mingling as her body weakens.
Ladybug’s struggles slow as her strength ebbs away, her tears mixing with the hot, stinging liquid. In the silent confines of the snake’s stomach, she quietly cries, her pain fading into the relentless warmth of the dark.
