continueing yet again with my little narative: the creacking fron the cabin above didnt help. my wing man is dead incapitated from chaws. i dont know what they are going to do to me but it appears that they are multiplying by themselfs. one of the toys slowly step down the stairs. i attempt to get up but am restrained. what appears to be a pull string toy of cookie jumps up onto me. quietly it whispers to another. "this one is bi?"."no they are aroace." a respond from the other room. "welcome to the force i guess." as the what-apears-to-be-cookie says as it reaches out its hand to shake mine. in an instant im turned into a pull string toy just like the others. "come we have much to disscus" as cookie walks into the other room...