It's not long before you lose track of all sense of scale, the seat becoming an endless plain, the side of Fulda's show rising to the heavens. You are too stunned to act, too scared to make any attempt at resistance. You are barely aware of the sky changing colour as Fulda brings her face down closer, those gleaming pearly white now bigger than cities.
A particularly dark hole centres over your position, and you can feel the air being vacuumed up from around you. Microscopic, you rise upward as Fulda presses a thumb over one nostril, breathing deep to suck you up into the other.
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