"I'm not evil after all." Mona stated. "I collect heads of value and you, Brooke, lack any value."
"Wow, way to rub it in!" you said.
"Do you want to be whole or not?" Mona asked.
"Whole please." you said.
"Then allow me." Mona said.
With one free arm, Mona picks up your head by the hair. Hovering your head over your body, you plopped right back down. While you were attached, it was placed at an odd angle. Mona noticed this and used a bit of magic to have your head on straight.
"Phew, that was trippy." you said. "Thanks."
"Your welcome. I shall be off then." Mona said.
"Hey, is my head gonna randomly fall off?" you asked.
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