Jack looked over noticing the twins walking slowly towards him he stood straighter, “What?” The twins jumped before pointing to where Ralph had gone, “He, he went out there.” Jack grinned pushing the twins aside and walking out into the meadow. “Well, well, well. Lookie what we have here.” He pushed his tangled hair behind his shoulder. Ralph sighed, “Get it over with Jack.” Roger giggled running out into the meadow, before Ralph could react he was surrounded, hunted down like some kind of animal, the kids looked barbaric, they had all gone mad with their war paint and blood covered spears. Ralph held the spear up in defense. The hunters jumped at him tightening their circle poking him with their spears grabbing at his. Ralph yelled poking his spear forwards he felt the tip dig into something, someone yelling. Before he could pull it out, they were on him shoving him to the ground, Ralph dropped his spear trying to fight back, trying to escape the hunters, somehow. Jack laughed stabbing his spear down hitting flesh. Ralph screamed out, begging them to stop. The hunters continued in a clockwise dance, stabbing, poking and kicking.
Jack laughed the circle becoming wide once again, Ralph lay in a mess, a puddle of blood appearing around him, he took a shallow breath Jack pushed him