“H3H3H3... LOOKS L1K3 1 FOUND YOU F1RST TH1S T1M3, T1NY.”
She seems to mull over the things she might do with her prize. But you don't know, it could be less of a mull and more of a ponder. She rolls you about under her shoe like a wad of desperate, terrified clay.
“1 DON'T KNOW 1F 1 R34LLY H4V3 T1M3 TO PL4Y W1TH YOU, L1TTL3 ON3. VR1SK4 1S D3F1N1T3LY ST1LL S34RCH1NG, TOO. OF COURS3, 1 COULD SH4R3 MY BOUNTY TH1S T1M3, BUT WH3R3'S TH3 FUN 1N TH4T?”
She lifts her foot, and you think you may have some form of respite, but that false hope only looms over you as briefly as her other foot does, and is squashed just as quickly and brutally as you are. Actually, you think, that false hope probably got off a lot better than you did. After all, it would not have to wait around for the next bit of torture.
She peels you up off the ground at this point, and holds you in front of her face. Curiouser and curiouser, it seems.
“YOU SM3LL L1K3... HMMM, 4CTU4LLY, 1 DON'T R3COGN1Z3 YOUR P4RT1CUL4R FR4GR4NC3. 1 WOND3R HOW YOU T4ST3...?”
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