You let yourself pass out snuggled up with the slowpoke. Sleep overcomes you in moments. You find yourself in your home however you are on the ceiling and out the window is a becoming light that you seem to be sucked through. The room gets ripped apart and you are surrounded by slowpoke, both sexy versions and their normal counterparts. Then you fall through a vat of what seems to be syrup and land perfectly dry between two doors. One has a eclipse on it and the other has a crescent moon. It takes you but a few moments to realize you are dreaming. Of course if you are in a game what you find in the dream could actually help. You think it over.
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