Troll of the Blackwoods

Somewhere in the mysterious Blackwoods...

A drugged Chloe.now covered in a psychodelic like bodypaint.feels her body sway and move with the strong wind followed by a bizarre sound of thunder. She stir to councious as she now sees towering grassblades in front of her. She hears strange chants from the renegade boogeyman.
 "Nooooooooooooooooo," she murmurs with a hint of fear, the more she comes councious to the reality around her. Chloe,the damsel, is loose shackled by her wrists and ankles. As she comes more aware the wind whips her long red orange hair. As her captor continues his strange chants Chloe still feels the affects of the unknown drug.
At the sametime she hears a faint sound of footsteps in front of her. She has no idea what magic the renegade boogeyman is practicing all she knows his sacrifice to something larger than life beyond the dwarfing grassblades.
A thumping sound grows louder against the sound of thunder and the bizarre lightening as if his chants are making the storm wierd and powerful.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" She shrieks. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO."
Her shrieks go unanswer as she feels the thumping footsteps grow closer,closer and against the bizarre color flash lightening she sees larger hidious shadow drawing closer.
The more Chloe resists,the more futile it is, She can't break her bonds and whatever lies beyond the larger than grassblades has caught her scent.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO," she murmurs softly. She now feels the rain drench her.
As his chants grow louder, the closer the shadow comes.

She feels suddenly giant fingers engulf her. Chloe shuts her eyes as she feels the strength of the hand gently yank her from her bonds. The lightening is more brighter and she lets out her scream as she sees the face of a hidious troll.
 She struggles meekly in his hand as she toted off through the grassblades. Satisfied with her the giant troll strolls back through grassblades. Chloe feels like she's in her own bizarre King Kong as the troll's finger keep her in place.
She no longer hears the chants of the renegade boogeyman as her new captor whatever it is moves forward across the pasture toward the unknown.