The next time you see daylight, it takes a full minute for your eyes to adjust. When they do, you see a whole bunch of beautiful giant faces looking down at you.
"Hello, there, sleepyhead!" says the smiling blonde who brought you here (wherever that is): "Welcome to Finster's School for Girls. Headed by Finster the Spinster, herself."
"Finster the Spinster?" you echo.
The blonde giggles and nods: "She never married for some reason. And, we--the cheerleaders for this school--are trying to decide whether or not to give you to her. So she lightens up on the 'no male visitors-who-aren't-relatives' rule!"
You listen with stunned shock as these girls debate your near-future without asking for your input. But, finally, the cheerleaders decide...
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August 17, 2023
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