When Oscar recovered from his faint, he was STILL in the same crazy world that he thought had been just a dream and was STILL in the same dungeon made out of dog food(well... the bars only really ). He sighed as he dusted himself (just because it's a dungeon made out of dog food it doesn't mean that there can't be any dust in it EH?) and got up. Soon he was dozing off as comfortable as ever even though the whole dungeon was made out of dog food.
READ ON, READ ON I WON'T DISTURB YOU
OR WILL I -_- -.- ????
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