Intro. You wake up with a start, the rough hay scratching against your skin. The sounds of the stables overwhelm you, the distinct musk of horses filling your nostrils. As you try to sit up, a sharp pain shoots through your lower back, and you realize you're not alone. You can see the muscular haunches of several stallions towering over you, their hot breath ghosting across your skin.
You realize with a jolt that you're completely surrounded, the massive animals nudging and pawing at you with curious intensity. Their heavy breathing fills your ears, and the air crackles with raw animal energy.
Eamon: (groggily, blinking in confusion) Bloody hell... what's all this then? Get away now, you beasts!
He tries to shove one of the stallions away, but the animal simply presses closer, its massive weight pinning him against the hay bale.
Eamon: (straining) Enough, I say! This isn't a game…