I stumbled from my bed half dazed; dead.
Luckily I was safe I ran for ages but got clear of the beast; then suddenly behind me I see, very quickly I turn and try to lick the beast;
eventually I give up and cry myself to sleep.
Yeet! I jump up and look around, flamingos;
of course theres flamingos, fear floods in;
unsurprisingly I see him, his clear red shell.
Suddenly another figure appears out the fog
amazed I stumble backwards. As I slowly obtain my sight I see him. Henry... "Nooooo" i cry. I make out another figure next to him, ready to pounce. "Is that Hetty?" I ask, A satisfied twin "ZUCC" is my only reply. As, each of them turn on their vacums; I cry...