you continue to dodge tools as Aurelia continues on her way. you swears she's shaking her toolbox on purpose, but you have no time to worry about that you need to come up with a plan and quick. who knows how long you'll last before Aurelia decides to eat you for a snack. you continue to brainstorm ideas until the toolbox is dropped rather hard. dodging a hammer you look up as the top of the toolbox is opened. eclipsing your view is the massive face of your new werejackal master. "well Tim looks like I'm going to need your help" she says, and with that she plucks you out of the tool box and places you onto a table in front of her. you squint in the bright light and attempt to get your bearings. you immediately feel a sense of impending doom as you realize where you are. "What are we doing in the cafeteria?" you ask Aurelia. "well i figured we could get started with your first act as my slave" she says your going to be . . .
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