You find yourself climbing a staircase, but can't for the life of you recall beginning this task, or why you would even want to complete it. And yet still you keep climbing. You are actually kind of curious about what is atop this set of stairs, but MAN is this arduous! Who made stairs this big anyway? Some kind of... big person?
Well, you may not ever meet whoever was responsible, but you were about to meet someone else. Specifically, you met the very fashionable underside of a very fashionable shoe worn by a very fashionable troll. You couldn't tell that she was fashionable from beneath her leather pump, but trust us, she is.
Maybe you'll appreciate it later, when you're not being ground under the sole of her shoe during her ascent (which was happening much faster than yours ever would have).
In fact, here comes your chance now. She inspects your battered form, holding her shoe in her hand to see the odd lump that had unbalanced her. You reform a bit and she drops her shoe with a start. You expected some sort of really unfair fight to occur, but when you clamber out from underneath the discarded footwear, the highly fashionable troll, who is still just as fashionable despite her unshod state, is looking upon you with... desire?
You aren't sure, but you don't like it.
“Well, hello+ little darling...” she says as she reaches out for you. She licks her lips and smiles while she holds you in her tattooed hand.
“What do+ yo+u think I sho+uld do+ with yo+u, hmm?”
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