CRASH!


Through the glass you pounce, and fall into the warm LIVING ROOM, catching the
elder ZigZag off guard. You stand to your feet, and bellow the demands,

“HARK! FOR YOUR MERCY HAS SHOWN ITSELF. I, GOSSMOSGLE THE DESTRUCTOR, THE DEFEATOR,
THE CALLER OF BALANCE- HAS BECOME KNOWN TO YOU. GIVE ME THE GLORIOUS TREATS
FROM WITHIN YOUR STRONGHOLD, OR FACE WRATH.”
The ZigZag didn’t speak, but did in fact cower, fearing your great title,
no doubt. You scamper REGALLY over towards the fridge, and stuff your face.

YOU HAVE SUCCESSFULLY FED YOUR BELLY!

You can’t rest just yet, though, as you are still in this creature’s DWELLING.
You give a mighty burp, and REGALLY scamper through the DOOR this
time- and off into the abysmal night.



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