Fred Asks for Help

But no help is forthcoming; instead a hideous laughter begins which soon has Fred clamming his palms against his ears.

So you ask help of me? a strange voice seems to say, well, I will help you . . . HELP YOU DIE!!!!!! AHAHAHAHA!!!!

1. the eye kills Fred (somehow)

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