The Devil Calls Me Daddy

"N-No, w-where am I this time?" The man gasped for breath, noticing that he was now within a pit of sorts. The pit spanned a depth of ten metres and encompassed an area of 500 square metres. It wasn't big, sporting a tree on one side.

The man gazed up, noticing that it was evening time, about to darken soon after. There was nothing else in the place. He was not only exhausted but also in an intense state of hunger, wishing to eat something, no matter how grotesque it might seem, as long as it was edible.

He approached the wall, intending to climb only to scrape his palms as a result. The wall was too steep and filled with sharp protrusions that could injure him.

Grumble!

His stomach made noises due to hunger as he felt weak, thinking of something as he approached the tree and plucked a leaf, eating it to spit out immediately, "Bitter!"