“Trying as hard as she could, Wednesday couldn't escape the binding tentacles of the beast that had grabbed her. Looking up, and up, and up at the foul monster, she felt herself break into a cold sweat(Lizards can do that, right?). This wasn't going to be pretty.
I got smacked by a gentleman, so at least it wasn't all bad. Thanks for the game katze.”
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I got smacked by a gentleman, so at least it wasn't all bad. Thanks for the game katze.”