The Deadly Diarrhoea: Difference between revisions

I woke up in a bathtub in a dark room. My mind was hazy. How did I get here? What led me to this place? What will happen next? What will become of me? I kept asking myself these questions until four boys, all about 10, wearing baggy brown clothes, walked into the room chanting, "Shrim... Shrim... Shrim..." I was scared out of my mind. What was this? Who are these people? What will happen next?

 

And I died.

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