ELLIOT

If there's one thing I've learned in the past few minutes, it's the true meaning of "eating mud."

I'm a mud-eater—there’s no other way to describe me right now, rolling around, wrestling a pig in the middle of this filth.

"Stay still, damn it!" I lunged onto its back, but my hands kept slipping, mud splattered everywhere, and its plump body writhed beneath my grip.

I could only imagine the spectacle I was making of myself. I wrapped my legs tightly around its sides, trying to grab its ea