You start shouting and jumping up and down, hoping that April will notice you. She pauses for a moment and looks aroud the room. Then her eyes fall on you. She quickly heads over to your bed and scoops you up in her hand.
"Daniel? Is that you?" April asks, peering at you. Her face is like a billboard.
"Yes it's me!" you shout back at her. "April, you have to help me!"
April thinks for a moment, then a mischevious grin spreads across her face.
"I'm not going to help you..." she says. "We're going to play for a while. I bet you'll make a perfect doll!"
"No!" you protest. "I don't want to play dolls!"
"Too bad! You're my toy now, and I can do what I want with you!"
April sticks her tongue out at you, and then her huge fingers close in around your body. Her fingers cover your entire body and soon you're trapped inside her fist.
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