Erwin couldn't believe his luck. Here he was, in the middle of the woods, having a friendly chat about being eaten alive. What were the odds?
Despite his injured shoulder, he desperately tried to come up with a way to escape. But let's face it, he wasn't exactly Bear Grylls. Fear consumed him as he asked the dreaded question: "What do you want to eat me?"
The woman's response was straight out of a horror movie. "Well, duh. You're my prey, so obviously I want to cook and eat you. But I'm in a bit of a hurry, so I'll just have to eat you raw."
Raw? Erwin was starting to feel like he was in a particularly disturbing episode of Man vs. Wild.
"What are you talking about?" Erwin tried to buy some time. "Why do you want to eat me? I'm just a kid."
Meredith approached him, her eyes fixated on him like he was a juicy steak. "Just a kid? No, no, my dear. You are a delicacy, a meal fit for a queen."
