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Simba always wondered what lied beyond the borders of his realm. As he took his first steps through the brush, it didn't look very special. Though there is an oddly well paved dirt path. Before he could take another step forward, something sharp hits him in the neck! He looks around and hears something approach but at the same time he also feels unusually drowsy and finds his eyelids growing heavy. The last thing he sees before passing out are several shadowy figures surrounding him.
After that, the next week ends up being absolute hell. Stuffed into a wooden cube, Simba is unable to break free of his prison and unable to determine where he is. He can feel his container being occasionally moved which happens to knock him around several times. After the first day he submits and chooses to rest until his captors finally free him. The only way he could pass the time was to listen to whatever was going on outside and wait for the creatures to bring him slabs of meat that tasted like nothing he has eaten before.
The worst part might have been the stench. On the hottest of days, Simba's golden fur would be slick with sweat and he'd be lying in a puddle of his own perspiration. His B.O. worked over time and with few air holes the mighty king found himself being hotboxxed by his own odors. By the third day he managed to grow accustomed to his aroma, though his captors couldn't say the same.
At the end of the week, the lion is finally freed from his prison. His captors poke and prod at him forcing Simba to his feet and out of the crate into a dark room with oddly polished, hardened floors. A strange leather bound object is strapped to his mouth and rope slipped around his neck. The creatures remind him of Rafiki with their bipedal movement but with far less hair and being much taller.
They approach a bright entrance much like the mouth to a cave but with iron bars. One of the captors does something and manages to part the bars before shoving Simba out into the open. The sunlight disorients the great king long enough for the creatures to remove his bindings and return where they came from, sealing him outside. As his eyes adjust, Simba gazes at his unusual surroundings.
Surrounded by large stone walls, he appears to be in some sort of enclosure with flaura similar to his kingdom yet something feels off. Theres a small watering hole that garners his attention. He rushes over and laps up as much water as he can get. The refreshing liquid quenches his thirst but then he hears series of clicks. Looking up, he notices more of the bipedal creatures gazing down at him. They come in different sizes and shapes wearing covering their bodies in strange cloth.
"Hey! You up there! Where am I? What is this place?" Simba calls out to his audience. They respond with a roar of chattering and cheering, to Simba's confusion. Some even fling objects at Simba, to which he tries to avoid at first. Then he notices that they aren't rocks, which he thought at first, but strange items in clear that have a peculiar smell to them. He tentatively licks what looks like a shiny stick but not only is it soft, it's the sweetest delicacy he's ever tasted. He scarfs down sugary stick and lers out a small burp. The creatures cheer on but he ignores them, seeing as they won't give him an answer.
Now that he has some food and water in him, Simba considers his options and what he should do. He could explore his new surroundings and try to escape, or he could try and obtain more food from his suspicious audience. Or perhaps he should find a place to hide until the creatures leave.
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