Fred was not wearing anything purple. The creatures, confused, advanced in
rage. Fred had taken the downtime to inch towards the exit. He ran. Several swords flew, one servering his pony tail. This was fortunate for all mankind, as Fred would have caused a worldwide religon based on ponytails. Fred escaped deep into the tunnels. He soon ended up in a large cavern. On the upper left were inaccessible ledges and manmade walkways. The right wall was scree, boulders and debris. Several, bulbous, flat rocks dotted the otherwise flat ground. Pointier rocks descended from the ceiling, none of them matching the flat, floor rocks. Fred understood this didn't quite match up but since he spent most of the time in geology class sleeping off the rigors of gym, he didn't know exactly why.
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