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/~* A Scroll Tale™ *~\ Choose Your Own Page 45 Quivering from the 10 G psychic waves that were being emanated from Andrew's diminutive intellect, I managed to reach up to the control panel and hit the closest button I could find. Not knowing whether I hit the Mayo-lint Nexus of Infinity Generator button or the Cataclysmic Weather Machine button, I desperately hoped my final futile attempt would save me. Just as the giant rat was about to pounce on my brother and the crippling mind blows had nearly done me in, the machine began to shake violently and piercing light rays began to shine through the cracks. That filthy, disgusting rat, as well as the giant mutant mouse both turned in fear and bolted out of the door. Being too weak to move, I felt resigned to my fate and awaited what form of death the machine would bring me. | ||||
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