I found myself in an old building. The building was cold and damp |
on a dreary, overcast morning I was focused on my computer the next thing I knew I was sucked into the display |
so I escaped out the back door into the alley |
Unfortunately, when I entered my computer, it took all my clothes I asked an old hag, who looked more as a witch, than a person, "where am I, old woman". |
this angered her and she turned me into a frog. where to this day I hop around and eat flies |
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