I became conscious, realizing I was strapped down by my arms and legs to a metal table. I saw three people with buzzers, and a host as he called.
"Alright, buzzers ready."
I blinked my eyes, confused. I looked at him.
"Where am I?! Who are you?!"
The woman pressed her buzzer, "Is it Iceland?"
"You are correct!" The host cheered, and he turned to look at me, "Okay, which part of the body do you want to cut off first?"
"Hmm..." she pondered, "I'm gonna go with the left arm."
Suddenly axes ripped through me and I yelped in pain.
"Next question," The host continued. I lay there, weary and in pain.
"Is it, cat?" a man buzzed and the host nodded.
The man looked at me, saying, "I'm gonna go-"
I begged God and them for help.
"Please help!" I yelled.
I swallowed as the axe hung above me... reflecting the terror in my eyes.