OOSHKA! OOSHKA!
YOU ARE TIRED FROM YOUR ODD TRANSFORMATION INTO A CHEEZE PUFF. YOU
PICK UP THE LEASH AND, BECAUSE OF A SUDDEN URGE, SWALLOW IT. IT HAS A
HARD TIME GOIN DOWN, BUT, HEY, YOU ARE STILL ALIVE!
YOU FALL INTO A DEEP, DEEP, SLEEP. HOURS LATER YOU AWAKE. IT IS DARK
OUTSIDE. YOU CAN FEEL RAIN AND WIND AND THE COLD BUT DO NOT SEE ANY
SIGNS OF THIS STUFF. IN THE DISTANCE, YOU SEE A DISASTER WAITING TO
HAPPEN. YOU SEE A. . . ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
OOSHKA! OOSHKA! :) :D
THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH THE CHOICE ABOVE!!
