(edited by Deathworks 01/07/2003)

         The food rushes you back through her throat. While it presses against you from all sides, there is nothing you can do. Suddenly, the pressure lessens as you enter the mouth and cold light stabs at your eyes. It glistens on Jane's front teeth, solemn stone guardians blind to the onslaught around them. Your racing mind realizes that your path will take you very close to them, so despair makes the decision easy. You stretch out your arms, throwing your entire body into it. And you are rewarded by a bone shattering impact.

         Ferverly, your hands grope around for anything that you give you some hold, anything to keep from sliding away and into the toilet. Your luck stays strong as you are able to hang on, dangling precariously from her front tooth, every cough of her threatening to dislodge you.

         Then it ceases and she wipes her mouth. You are still too stunned by the experience to focus. Thus, you don't realize the danger of your situation as Jane bites down. A meaningless gesture of her body, nothing that would reach her consciousness, but for you, it is the end, as the teeth cut you into two halves. For a moment you experience the pain and feel yourself falling, but then there is nothing as the darkness of death welcomes you. Your fragmented body mixes into the freshly accumulating saliva in Janes mouth to be swallowed in a subconscious act just as was your execution. It is also the same reflexes that make her tongue clear away what little blood your body has spread over the teeth. Thus, there is no herold left of this incident as Jane dismisses the voice she had heard for a moment into the realm of pink elephants.