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Splash. I woke up in a house in London Black friars. Soaked in a bowl of milk were my friends and I and one fat boy sat in front of all of us, drooling. It was the deadliest sight ever. He ate all of us slowly with a malicious smile, I was in a corner hoping I’d not have to be eaten. He then took scooped all of us in and said out loud, “these are so yummy, I love them all!!” My friends, mango, vanilla, watermelon and I were all trembling with fear. The boy was in a hurry to finish all of us and he poured all of us in his mouth with the milk. But I hit his upper lip and dropped to the ground and rolled off, I then realised that I was lost with no hope of any direction or what to do.