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It's at this moment when you notice a glint in her eye whilst holding her thumb in your mouth. It has been a long time. For her, maybe longer...

On impulse you shove your thumb into her exposed socket. It is warm and toxic inside. The visible half of her face cringes with exotic pleasure.... "ugh, oh! the turtle!" Her whole being blinking in and out of focus

Awakened, you pull your thumb back and see a gross spread of gelatinous gunk on your sturdy digit. As you blankly stare, a crop of small faces form mumbling something faint and in unison...dazed you concentrate hard and try to focus...

You then decide to...

  1. ...sing softly to the small faces.
  2. ...lick the gelatinous faces off of your thumb.
  3. ...reason with the tiny face that seems to be Jeff the wizard in attempt to recover the glowing turtle.
by Laura Alich