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Dink wondered briefly what these random voices were, and what the heck an ampersand was, and decided to ignore this, because he was in a cell, alone.
It was filthy with cobblestone walls and an abundance of bugs that he had a strange desire to eat.
The door was wooden with a small metal hole about one third of the way from the ground.
"Oh, wonderful." He muttered.
Suddenly, a round tube fell into the room, and the moment it struck the ground, a bowl of gray mashed stuff appeared.
It was filthy with cobblestone walls and an abundance of bugs that he had a strange desire to eat.
The door was wooden with a small metal hole about one third of the way from the ground.
"Oh, wonderful." He muttered.
Suddenly, a round tube fell into the room, and the moment it struck the ground, a bowl of gray mashed stuff appeared.
