5 to 1 (Batter x Player)
“Put your hand through the panel in the wall and you’ll pull out the best prize ever, I promise.”
Looking down on the choking, coughing mess at his feet, the Batter silently wondered what exactly he did to merit such a stupid mistake. He shouldn’t have listened to whatever that sleazy frog-masked merchant told him. For once, he didn’t know what to say—he knew what to say all the time, in short, curt sentences—but now, the situation was far too ridiculous for him to actually manage to say something relevant.
He looked back at the blank panel on the wall he had stuck his hand into, and remembered how the surface of it rippled like water as his hand went straight through it and wound itself around a slim throat, squeezing (tightly) securely before pulling it back through the threshold.
“Excuse me; you just strangled me into my laptop. Mind giving me an explanation?”
And without much protest, the Batter’s attention was fully tr