The cage rattles as the truck approaches its destination. You may not know where that destination is, but the outcome would be the same. The words "live food for human consumption" flash before your eyes again. You, along with everyone else in your cage were to be eaten alive, snacks for whoever it was that had ordered you.
You eventually feel the truck come to a stop. The driver opens the back, and picks up of one the cages. You can here the panicked screams of the captured tines as they are removed from the truck. You try your best to ignore them. You couldn't do anything for them. You couldn't do anything for yourself. The driver drops the cage off somewhere that you coudnt see, and then returns to close the door.
This process repeats several times before its your cages turn to be dropped off. The only question is where. The driver opens the back door again and retrieves your cage.
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