“Ohhh, Im so sorry.” She says, looking at the crushed people stuck to her palm – flicking them to the table while she casually chews on the tinies.

Flori gathers all of the tinies that have managed to escape her teeth – sticking them back in the house – knowing that if any survive, theyll never leave without permission again. “Oh, there is one more.” She says, looking your shivering and traumatized form in the eye.