Taff screamed and cried and thrashed, and every second he spent doing it made it feel more like the trunk was closing in around him. He couldn't see and there was something in there with him. Who knew how many somethings there were! What if they bite? What if they were going to eat him alive.
"Tristan! Tristan!" He sobbed, stretching out his arms to push against the sides of the trunk, "I c-can't BR-BREATHE!"