Poor Scottzilla

Hiding behind the desk again, you hear a deafening roar. Peering up from the desk, you are suprised to see that it's raining outside, and you hear thunder-Even though it was sunny when you ran in here.

What's going on?

Plucking up the courage to look outside, you see Scottzilla sitting in the street, bawling and crying floods. He holds his huge foot, and you see a large spike sticking into the sole, giving him a lot of pain

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