When you open your eyes, you find yourself somewhere dark and cold. After standing up and observing your surroundings, you conclude that you are in some sort of lidded container. Considering how dark and cold it is, you are probably in a fridge. Ms. Hall probably took you home with her, and now she plans to eat you when she feels like it. The thought of the back of your principals throat being the last thing you see sends chills down your spine. You struggle to open the container, unsure of what you will do after that. You manage to life one of the lid's corners, and once you lift another you will be able to escape. As you push against a second corner of the container , suddenly...
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