I had heard of the legend surrounding the old sanatorium: a caretaker who vanished a year ago, supposedly devoured by a deranged patient. The only evidence? Three blurry photographs showing a woman with an impossibly massive belly. It sounded ridiculous, but curiosity got the better of me.
Determined to uncover the truth, I explored the dark, abandoned corridors of the sanatorium. The silence was deafening, broken only by the creaks of the decaying building. I descended into the basement, where they said she was last seen. That’s when I found her.
She wasn’t a myth. The woman stood there, her twisted smile and wild eyes locking onto me. Before I could react, she lunged with inhuman strength. I screamed and struggled, but it was no use. In one horrifying moment, she opened her mouth wide and swallowed me whole.
Now, I’m trapped inside her enormous belly. The walls of her stomach press against me relentlessly as I struggle, but it’s futile. Every movement I make only seems to amuse her, eliciting deep growls of satisfaction.
She walks away slowly, carrying me like a forgotten secret inside her. No matter how hard I fight, I know I’ll never escape. I’ve become another victim of her insatiable hunger, lost forever in the belly of the legend.