Light is pouring into your enclosure in a thin, piercing white stream. But in a second, something moves to block the light from the middle of the crack - Four dark, round entities push into the crack, prying the door open. As more light floods in, the confronting reality suddenly dawns on you that these big, thick objects are in fact four incredibley large fingers.. Connected to a giant hand.. Connected to a long, dark-haired arm, which is connected to the body of... 'What the fuck' escapes your lips in less than a whisper as you stare up into the chiselled, boyish face of actor Orlando Bloom. He smiles down at you, his darkest-brown eyes taking a slow wander over your tiny body, relishing what they see, which now belongs wholly to Orlando. He has sleek black hair, tucked behind an ear and hanging in loose strands over his face; his jaw is outlined by a short, well-groomed beard. His smug smile never leaves his face while he speaks.. "Hello there, little man... I think I'll name you 'Blondie'."
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