Please, take pity on me!

bearddemon@newsletter.paragraph.com (BeardDemon) — Wed, 30 Nov 2022 12:55:00 GMT

The day had begun on a bright note. The sun finally peeked through the rain for the first time in a week, and the birds were sinf=ging in its warmth. There was no way to anticipate what was about to happen. It was a worst-case scenario and there was no way out of it.

Would you like a drink of my smoothie?

bearddemon@newsletter.paragraph.com (BeardDemon) — Wed, 30 Nov 2022 12:54:31 GMT

There was nothing else to do. The deed had already been done and there was no going back. It now had been become a question of how they were going to be able to get out of this situation and escape.