Fuck Me

His hope, which is almost shattered with despair and melancholy, is eventually revived. The full moon reminds him of something he completely forgot— She is out.

Morgan has noticed that she is more active outside when it's full moon. So he assumes she's out again to hunt her meal.

'I hope I'm right.' He mumbles in mind.

That thought gives him strength to move. He crawls himself up and faces the door, panting.

'I have to leave here before she returns. I hope that annoying tiger won't stop me again. Forget it. I'll worry about that later. The first thing I must do now is to leave this room.'

Morgan inhales deeply, hands clenching tightly into a ball as he musters all his strength.

'I only have one chance. I can't fail.' He thought while staring intently at the door.

Believing that he already gathers his entire strength, he lifts his foot and boots the door hard, intending to knock the door down since it is locked from the outside. However, something he never anticipates occurs. He fai