Before she could approach, however, she paused, gaping as you shook and quivered, every inch of you blurring. Even the two crewmen holding you seemed to shake, their arms and bellies wobbling and jiggling rapidly. Finally, they released you, your twitching making it impossible for them to maintain their grip. Backing away, they nursed their raw hands, before falling over, awestruck at what they were seeing.
You took a step towards the captain, still imbued as you were by the overpowering citrus-flavoured sugar rush. You saw the look of mounting horror on his rotund face. You saw the girl who fed you the orange sweet hide behind her captain, evidently wishing she had never made that choice. You saw the remaining crew members back away from you.
You saw a roll of parchment in the captain's hand.
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