"I must!" you decide. "It's for his own good! Sorry Ash, but as your friend, you must let me eat you!"
You head inside and are surprised not to see anyone else. Ash lay on the couch in nothing but a shirt and underwear, as unmoving as a still log. His snoring is very loud, almost ear-rattling. You approach him carefully and quietly.
"He looks so peaceful," you notice. "Zippo said that we need to make humans realize that we're the masters, so maybe I don't have to eat him. Oh, which is the correct choice?"
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