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You take a left. A sign on the side of the cave reads "Magic in Use". You don't normally like magic, so this shouldn't be fun.

You come to a large pile of quicksand, that looks very similar to the type you came across before entering the cave. You can't walk around it, it spans the width of the cave. You step on the sand, and for some reason it tickles your bare feet. You giggle. Then, suddenly, you fall through, fast. You land in a "cave under the cave". Taking a quick glance around, you almost scream. The walls are covered with hands, and some arms with hands attatched.

You look at a sign on the wall. It reads "Enter the Tunnel of Tickling and Be Free". Tunnel of Tickling? Sounds fun. You take a deep breath, and sprint into the tunnel. The hands immediately begin to move, poking your sides and attempting to grab you as you run past.

"Hehehe!" you giggle.

The tickling distracts you, and you trip over a rock. Two arms from one side grab you from under your arms, and two arms on the other side of the cave grab your ankles. Two hands with red-painted nails reach out from the walls and begin to tickle your bare feet. The fingers scratch and torture your arches, slowly dragging their long, torturous nails up and down your feet, under your toes, and on your heels. Another group of hands, clearly female as well, join in the fun and tickle the tops of your feet. The hands the grabbed your underarms begin to wiggle their fingers in your armpits, too.

"HAHAHAHAHA I can't take any more of this!" you scream. "Make it stop! Make it stop!" The more you struggle, the deeper the wiggling, scratching, and torturing fingers dig into you feet and armpits. You are about to pee yourself with laughter.

Suddenly, the tickling just stops. The hands drop you. You don't wait for only more torture, so you run. You dash through the tunnel and out of the cave, to freedom. You know that you'll never go back in that cave again. The walk back to your home will be long, but anything is better than what you just faced.


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