Cecil searches frantically in his backpack for a torch.
The ominous drumming gets louder... and louder... and louder...
"Ahumph! Humpht mumph humumph" Cecil exclaimed, as his
mouth closed around the torch. He spat it out on the ground and tried again.
"Aha! I found it!" he said triumphantly.
He flicked on the torch. Suddenly, a horrible, terrifying
sight met his badly sewn button eyes. He gasped in fear. What stood before
him was too horrible, too terrible, too purely evil to be comprehended.
"My God!" screamed Cecil. "It's... it's...it's..."
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