"Oh, right. Never mind." The boy barely seems impressed at the tiny person in his birdcage. It's almost as if he was expecting this...
"D-Did you do this to me?!" You ask.
He nods. "It's better not to ask how. I got a friend to do it, that's all you need to know. That and it's best not to struggle."
You can only look from his cold stoic face, back to the hungry-eyed Pidgey and then back to him. "You- N-No, you couldn't possibly-" You just gawk for a moment before taking a deep breath. "...I'm food?!"
Falkner stares at you for a moment, before he reaches over and flicks the catch on the cage, opening the door and reaching his arm in. You immediately run away from his reach, but the Pidgey caws and plants a talon in front of you, blocking your path. You scream as Falkner's hand snatches you and you are lifted into the air. He cranes his arm and hovers you over the open mouth of...
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