Black and Red
I opened this door and stepped into a dark room with a dusty wardrobe. Seeing as how Dave was planning on beating me for eating all the queso, I hid inside. Pushing through the fur coats, I found myself in a snowy countryside. Ahead was a light pole and I started forward to investigate. At that moment, Dave came bounding out of the wardrobe, tackled me, and gave me a snow corndog. What a punk.
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