BRING IT ON! I CAN TAKE THIS DUDE!
OMIGOSH WHAT DID I DO???? GET AWAYYY!!!
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| You approach the trees silently and there, on the ground, is a poor, poor, dead unicorn. It looks so wonderful yet so sad, lying there with silvery blood spolshed on the ground next to it.....But wait a second. There's something on, that blood, a figure...a cloak....it's....oh my gosh!! It's drinking the unicorn blood! suddenly the figure raises its head and stares at you intenly. You can only see white fangs. You want to run, to fight the beast, or to surprise it by punching it and then running, but all you manage to do is whisper "Please, please, don't kill me...." The figure looks at you maniacally and then stares you in the eye. "A riddle game", says a cold, snaring voice. "Let's play... a riddle game. Win, you will escape. Lose, you shall join the unicorn." You are so scared, you can only stutter, but finally you manage a weak nod. BRING IT ON! I CAN TAKE THIS DUDE! OMIGOSH WHAT DID I DO???? GET AWAYYY!!! |
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