Not good! Swiftmaw was completely unharmed. Suddenly, the handgun felt very heavy. And shook more than before. How could he miss it from that distance?!

The creature started to growl deeply and menacingly. The attack seemed to have made it pretty angry. Jake felt like running away, but he knew it was too late for that.

Suddenly, with one big, fluent and incredible powerful motion, the marten snatched Celine from the ground and sent her flying through the air. She banged into a wall, landed on a group of seats and didn't move anymore. Jake prayed that she was only unconscious – if she was dead, everything he had done so far would have been in vain. But now, Swiftmaw had a new target and was free to move. The monster didn't waste one moment and charged at Jake. Once more, Jake aimed for his foe and pulled the trigger.

"This is my last chance! I gotta hit it!"

*Klick*

Nothing happened. Jake pulled again.

*Klick*

And again.

*Klick*

He was out of ammo and the marten was awfully close.

“NO! NO! WAIT! Not fair!”, screamed Jake and tried to somehow evade the attack.

But the wild creature was way too fast. Before he could take a single step, he found himself surrounded by dark walls and a horrible stench. The walls came down on him and he felt himself lifted up in the air. He kicked his legs like crazy and even tried beating against the insides of the creature´s mouth, but to no avail. Swiftmaw swallowed and the screaming boy slid into the tight confines of the marten´s gullet. Only his bare feet remained, twisting and curling their toes. A moment later, the monster completely gulped down poor Jake, sending him on a journey with no return, down to it's stomach.

After what felt like an eternity, the boy dropped into a disgusting, moist chamber of flesh. Still in shock over what had happened, he just sat there in the foul-smelling darkness and tried to figure out what to do. The new situation left him completely bewildered – this couldn't be the end, could it? He was afraid, but somehow he couldn't find the power to fight his fate anymore. Everything he did only seemed to make things worse.

After a while he heard some muffled sounds. It had to be…female screams? Something opened with a sucking noise and through the darkness, Jake could make out movements. A long flexible object, wriggling and lashing around. It hit the boy´s face several times until he used his arms to shield himself. Warm and scaly, it wasn't much of a challenge to figure out what it was, joining Jake in the stomach. Or rather who it was. The realization left him even more devastated. Celine had gotten eaten. Now everything he had done had become pointless. Completely and utterly pointless.

Squeaking, the little naga dropped down into their prison. She fumbled around until her fingers found Jake´s body.

“Jake…Jake, are you here?”

“Yes…”, he answered in a low, disheartened voice. Still, it seemed to infuse Celine with energy.

“Jake, Jake, I was eaten! This can´t be, I was eaten! Jake you must do something! You have to save me, I beg of you! Please Jake, please do something! I want out of here! I don´t wanna die!”

The naga was out of her mind with fear. Obviously, she had problems growing accustomed to her new place in the food chain.

“I can´t do anything. I´m completely useless. We´re both going to die in here. Everyone is going to die. It´s all over.”, Jake replied, covering his head with both hands. He had been unable to save Jane. Unable to save Celine. Even unable to save himself. He only wished for it to end as soon as possible.

Celine, however, wasn't going to accept her fate.

“But…but…but…NOO!”, she screamed, turned around and started hammering against the stomach walls, even biting down on them. Of course, it had no effect.

“Mommy! Mommy, get me out of here! Please! Let me out!”

While the naga begged and cried, a strange rain began to drop down on them. It sizzled and burned where it touched their skin and started to form small ponds on the ground, which grew at an alarming rate. Celine started to writhe in agony, frantically trying to avoid as much of the murderous liquid as possible. The apathetic boy on the other hand, was indifferent. Most likely, he felt the burning as well on his body. His mind, however, was another story.

He barely noticed how Celine´s desperate screams became louder and pained. Jake wasn't even sure if he was screaming himself. The situation, his surroundings, everything seemed blurred, distant – and so completely pointless, pointless, pointless. Whatever he had tried to do, whoever he wanted to protect, he had failed. It seemed almost logical, he had to perish. And so, he didn't hear how Celine´s cries grew weaker and weaker and finally stopped, as everything around him turned into gentle darkness.

The giant marten burped. Those two fine meals had finally stopped moving. What a shame, the creature just loved the feeling of struggling prey in it´s belly. But all good things came to an end sooner or later. Curled up into a ball, the marten Swiftmaw went to sleep to digest the rest of it´s victims. Soon it would wake up again, ready for the next hunt. There were still so many tasty morsels out there, in this strange new world, overflowing with food…

• Game Over