Alex found himself in a strange place. It was some sort of old dungeon or somthing. His clothes had been replaced with rags and the guantlet looked brand new. It shined with an almost demonic inner light and the vile nature of the glove made it seem somewhat powerful like it was changing him on some sort of metaphysical level.
the chamber which he found himself in was effectively and eight foot cube of large rock blocks with a thick wooden door blocking his exit. The smell of old fecal matter filled the air and he could hear loud bantering coming from down the hall. He stood up and noticed that for some reason his whole body was in pain. It felt as though he had been beaten by someone who wanted to make damn sure his ancestors could feel it.
Alex walked to the door and pushed. It was locked." What the hell kind of nightmare was this". Alex thought to himself. "I know the glove had drugs in it and now Ive absorbed them through my skin and on a really bad trip." Without warning a guard came up to infront of the door and yelled right into his face.
"Oy your up! I was wondering when the good old meat bag was gonna come to I was hoping to go for another at you!" He said unlocking the door. The guard looked very similar to the jock from earlier further Alexes belief that he had been drugged. "Dont you try anything or Ill leav you permenently injured. Not that the mistress would like that but I reckon she wont miss the one subject which stole from her!" He said pointing to Alex's right had where he wore the guantlet.
The guard began to beat Alex vicously. It was ood. Alex knew he was getting his but was so numb from the earlier pain that he could hardly notice the guards attacks. "You hit like a girl." Alex said nonchalantly.
"The guard knocked him to the floor. "Oh your gonna pay for that!" AS the guard said that he drew forth a knife. "Well see whos the missy! Come here he said reaching for Alex. Somthing clicked in his head and suddenly Alex wasn't Alex anymore. He was somthing a little more...Abyssal.
The guantlet flared with red light and for a moment Alexes eyes were consumed in hell-fire. Two small horns sprouted from his head and unholly strength filled his limbs. With the now clawed gauntlet hand he reached out and grabbed the guards chest. "MMM... Blood." was all Alex said before forcing his hand through the mans sternum digging for a moment and then pulling out the savagely torn heart out of the guard who was now a bloody mess.
There was an almost uncontrollable urge to eat it.