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I was three feet away from the cauldron when it exploded. Before I could react, something hit me hard, and I cracked my head on the ground. A wall of pain hit me, and then everything went dark.
“I’M A LITTLE TEAPOT, SHORT AND STOUT. HERE IS MY HANDLE, HERE IS MY SPOUT.” He then proceeded to enact the whole rhyme, flinging his hands about vigorously.
In which we meet the crazies, and Rose has a rather unfortunate accident with a chocolate muffin....
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