The Bandersnach

He cornered you, you wince, he had given you a ferocious wound on your thigh, It's seeped with black poison that was on his ax. You scowl at the eyes, looking down on you, a small smile on his face...... I do quite love the chase little rabbit..... But i have a job to do... He reaches down, and before you can stop it, a vile tasting drink has been poured down your throat, you gag. And suddenly, your surroundings start getting much, much larger.