You spot a small hole in the bottom of the bag, not big enough to allow any D&D's past, but workable enough that you could fit through. Rather than wait to be eaten, you move towards the hole. You rip the hole open a bit so that you can fit through and then find yourself dropping to the floor. Crazy enough, you survive the fall without any injuries, but you are now right beside Ms. Ducasse's foot. She has black heels on, and her smooth bare foot with its black toenails is only inches from you. You feel a rush of energy as fantasies come to mind. This is your life and it's your decision, after all, but should you decide to act on your impulse?
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