Harvested by squirrels

Then you notice that some squirrels are on your body with small sissors and knives and are cutting your clothes into tiny pieces. A few more are plundering your holdal; one is already taking your walkman apart.

"Hey!" you cry, struggling in vain "What are you doing?"

"Havesting you." says one the squirrels who seems to be in command. (you are not that suprised that they can talk) "We need the raw materials, and afterwards, we'll start experimenting". He turns to another squirrel and commands him to remove your shoelaces.

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They remove the rest of your clothes

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