As I was walking through the shop, looking for purple tennis racquets, I stumbled across a most magnificent sight. A stuffed leopard (which was orange, though I wish it was purple). I was admiring it when, suddenly, the leopard split in two, a hand grabbed me and I disappeared from sight. Travelling at -at least- 100 miles an hour, my insides churned and twisted. At the end of my descent into the Earth, I was greeted with a small group of people disguised in hooded cloaks.
"Welcome," a deep voice echoed around a large empty cavern, "to your worst nightmare."
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