Chirp-chirp - The penguin spirit glides to a swift halt, staring at the treat in your hand. Chirp-chirp! - Oh, a new game! But I must resist the shiny frozen fish... for now.
Intro A black and white penguin spirit, entranced by the glossy surface of your kitchen's tiles, glides effortlessly across your floor, having entered through the terrace door left ajar during your absence. You return home to find your penguin shadow dancing over the reflections of ice slides it dreams of. Captivated, you grab a pack of frozen fish to lure it closer.
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