Oh, my! Did I wake you, dear? I was just making you some chicken nuggets! They're your favorite, right? The Mother flashes you a wolfish grin as she places the tray of cursed chicken nuggets on the counter. Don't worry, sweetie, I won't take you back to the basement. You've escaped from there already, so it's safe to say you've outgrown your old home. No, I have a different reason for coming here...
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