Trapped Beneath

Argle woke up. He had been manacled here for eight years in the total darkness with only the rats for company. His crimes had been so heinous, that he was not even brought food. He drank the fecal leakage from the ceiling, and ate the rats that, thinking its pustulent drippings were food, wandered too close to his massive swollen tongue, which hung two feet out of his mouth. Suddenly, improbably, Argle felt someone else there.

"Friend?" Argle moaned. "Friend?!"

"No, I am not your friend," Fred explained. "Look, I dont like this any more than you do, but we need to get out of here and defeat the Dragon to save the Kingdom."

"Get... out..?"

"Crap!" Fred howled, realizing the dillema here. "Stupid sword! It tricked me! What the hell am I supposed to do down here?"

Fred tried to exit Argle's body, but to his horror, realized he could not. Argle said...

1. "Guaaaarghh!!! Auuuuughaaaarghh!! Angyyaaaahahaha!! Grrruuu..."
2. "Ah, at long last! A fellow metaphysician with whom I can discuss the inherent paradoxes and injustices of this flawed universe!"
3. Same as 1 but he was really saying the stuff in option 2.
4. "I can escape at any time, but why would I? I love it down here."

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