I can remember what happened the other night, bits and pieces, anyway.  There was a nightclub. There were friends. Then I left with someone. Then there was a car accident. We got out, and we saw the giant robot. It was fighting this disgusting  tentacled glob thing. We ran, screaming.

Tags: mini saga

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