The lifeguard carrying you folds up his hand and your world goes black. You can only wonder what these giants will do to you. All the while you can barely see where they're going, but you can tell they are taking you somewhere. The creases in the fingers and palm grow sweaty around you, smelling like a semi-washed locker room. All the while you can feel yourself being swung back and forth as the giant lifeguard walks.
Eventually, the fleshy walls around you unfurl and you find yourself in light and fresh air again. All seven of the lifeguards are there with folded muscled arms and smiles. You look up at the one who carried you here. "welcome to our fraternity, tiny bug man." You can hear the others greeting you before the one lifeguard follows up on his greeting. "But first we need to initiate you." He turns to his friends for guidance. All of them shout at once of different ways you can serve them, but the loudest one was...
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