TOOLS!
You scratch your head carefully so as not to disturb your excellent hair style. In the very corner of the room you spot something shiny and, like a magpie from a tree, you swoop down upon it. It’s a little stuck but when you give it a big heave ho it comes free!
‘Crikey!’ you shout… It’s a sword! You have no idea what a sword is doing amongst this stuff but you’re not complaining. After all, who knows what kind of danger you might run in to. Feeling extra pleased with yourself you put the sword in your belt loop, being extra careful not to cut yourself because, after all, swords are dangerous.
With your sword in hand you charge around the room looking for anything to chop! After a while of searching you notice on one wall a rather thin piece of string. So thin you have to concentrate to see it. Well I guess you have to give it a chop. With your sword you can handle anything!
With one slice from your mighty sword the string is cut! You hear a small ticking... which turns into a clunking... which rearranges itself into a clunky grinding sound. It’s getting louder and louder...
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