Even though you can empathise with the unfortunate Rob, deeply hating bare feet and all, you've always figured that it's a dog-eat-dog world...
"Sorry bro," you tell him with a shrug. When he protests and curses at you, you ignore him, focusing instead on Bunny's 'pets'. Shivering with disgust and fear as you take a final glance at the human-length feet, heading rapidly towards the open door. There is no chance in hell you can consider getting past those nightmarish things!
This is definitely not right, you tell yourself. Something or someone is messing with you...and it all goes back to Goddess Sasha! Those pictures of her on the wall can't be just a coincidence...
"Please...please...help me!" Rob shouts desperately as you turn around him to see him slowly descending upon the writhing, sweaty mass of bare feet. Jeez, the entire room is intoxicated with such a cheddary, vinegar-like stench. You have to get out!
"Help me...I can smell them...they're flooding my nostrils...I'm gonna be face first into them soon. I haven't... I haven't got....loooong!" Rob screams at the top of his lungs while you tun back around, take a breath of the foul air and stick with your decision.
Although you can't help but feel a little guilty to leave Rob, he is a total stranger to you - you reason. It's for the best! Heading through the door, you feel a wave of relief to be rid of those horrible pets of Bunny's. Jeez imagine having to lick or hump them like Rob will have to...
Standing still in total shock, you stare open-mouthed at the sight in front of you...
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