After about thirty minutes of driving at what must've been fifty miles per hour the Rolls stops in a part of the cave that seems like a vast circular temple as big has Cumbria. You can't see much as you're on the wall-side of the Rolls but this separate section of the cave seems to be more well-lit than the rest, which seems like a corridor now.
"Come on out, sweetie." The beautiful voice of your girlfriend is music to your ears, except that it seems to echo even more than the cave should allow. You exit the Rolls and walk round the back of it, and there she is.
If the caves were mind-blowing then Jane was unbelievable. You had to lean on the Rolls as you tried to take her in. It seems that Jane was no longer the dainty girl you were familiar with, she was a massive, titanic anthropomorphic giant coyote! Her stature was such that you were sure that she was bigger than Mt. Everest. She wore a wonderful dress that you were sure someone could make a lifesize map of Greater London on, her fur was surprisingly fine for a being so big and her eyes were resting right upon you. It is obvious why no one would argue with her.
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