This is a continuation of the previous page, sorry If this is too brief, I just can't write as long entries as some others

Just as your words of protest begin to leave your mouth, you notice some sound, a strage sound. It almost sounds otherworldly. But before you have a chance to find out what it is, something hits you like a truck, but somehow locks you into place. You look around and notice that your perspective is so much different than before and without a chance to react, well I say 'without a chance' but I mean that you made an effort, but it was too insignificant to be featured, but then again I just did feature it. You look down and around and notice that Matilda has turned you into a.....

Written by Elk, the master of feeling like he's written a ton, but not

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