She looked down, the glistening pink walls quickly gave way to a pitch black hole beneath her. She felt her toes slipping dangerously close to the edge. She strained her fingers as far as she could. She felt the flag brush against her finger tips.
"Got it!" She gasped, falling backwards onto Bridget's tongue. She rolled onto her stomach and frantically made her way to the exit. She climbed from the tongue, over her teeth and gripped her bottom lip, panting. She dropped from her lower lip onto the plastic platform, saliva dripping from her arms and legs.
"And she's done it!" Joe's voice boomed around her...
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