Many of the tentacles removed themselves, a few still holding her up, drawing her down into the lair to become the new toy of the monster for the rest of her life. She descended into a dark tunnel where she could see absolutely nothing, felt the tentacles let go as she was dropped to the ground in the cold cavern. The creature needed a rest, but would soon desire more...
((And, cut.
Any good?))
((And, cut.
Any good?))