The tongue is a little spongy underfoot, but it makes a surprisingly good ramp. As she steps between the monster's teeth, the smell of blood gets heavier and stronger... but also more appetizing.

Her stomach growls. Her mouth floods with saliva. It smells good in here. As she walks into the red cavern of its mouth, she'll only grow hungrier.

Strangely, it's better lit in here than it was outside. The walls of the mouth are vivid pink and red, the clear pathway down the esophagus easy to see.

As soon as she steps up to it, there's an enormous gulp, all around her, and she's swallowed. There's nothing she can do. One moment she's pushing carefully forward, and the next she's sliding helplessly, rushing along, squeezed down by that powerful contraction of muscle, slick fluid making it impossible to find purchase.

As she's dragged along, a memory washes over her.

She lands with a thump in a dark, cavernous space, on a flagstone floor. Before her are three large archways. Between her and the archways sits a familiar figure.

It's Kabru...? He is almost cross-legged, one knee up with the foot planted on the floor. There's a slightly dangerous light in his blue eyes. Also, there's a big ol' hickey on his neck and he is not wearing a shirt.