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garypryke
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"Please don't kill me."
"Tim, are you okay?" asks the great big spindly legged freak "It's me Brian."
"Oh my God!" you say "They got you too. I've got to find a cure or you'll mutate so much your mind will go and you'll want to kill me."
You have 2 choices:
Go back upstairs and try to formulate a cure using stuff in the cupboards.
Go to the Fantasy Bazaar and ask Bilbo for help.
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