The Riddle [Teaser for Part 12]

this is a cute story i really like it, keep it up!!!
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i ment the sand box part, every thing else should be part of a horror film
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This is one of the few great stories here. Keep it up.

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Jeremy's adventures continue...

Part 5
Vinco continued to laugh as Jeremy turned around. “What?” Jeremy said coldly.
“Nothing. You just look adorable.” Vinco said sarcastically. Jeremy growled.
“Why are you here?” Vinco laughed again, spreading his arms.
“Can’t I enjoy a little sun every now and again?” Jeremy scoffed.
“What sun? This is as fake as the last room.” Vinco stumbled backward.
“You think the playroom I made for you is fake?” He asked in mock shock. Jeremy glared at the man’s mask.
“Why do you wear that thing?” Jeremy asked. Vinco chuckled.
“Why do you wear that dress, bonnet, and diaper?”
“Because I’m made to!” Jeremy shouted.
“Exactly. You wear that outfit because it is the role you play in this. My mask is my role.”
“How poetic.” Jeremy said drily. Vinco chuckled.
“You think I am a poet now? I’m flattered.” Vinco bowed mockingly.
“Look, why are you here?”
“Why are any of us here?” Vinco asked innocently.
“Just answer the question!”
“My, my. You’re always so irritable when I visit. Perhaps your caretakers aren’t letting you get enough sleep.” As Vinco said those words, Jeremy felt himself growing tired. Within seconds, he had fallen asleep.
When Jeremy woke up, he was back in the crib of the playroom. He sat up slowly, noticing that he was now wearing a pink onsie, the chest of which proclaimed in big white letters “Little Princess”. He decided that at least this was better than the dress, and then looked around the room, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. He smiled in spite of everything. He had assumed that Vinco would have added another wrinkle to the plot. In fact, a small part of him had wanted it to happen. Shrugging, he waited for a robot come to liberate him from his prison. Sure enough, he soon enough heard the wall slide open. Not wanting to seem eager, he sat there without looking at the newcomer. When the newcomer entered his line of sight, however, he couldn’t stop himself from staring. The person standing in front of him was just that: a normal person. He was wearing a pair of sunglasses and headphones. Jeremy could just barely hear some sort of strange music coming from the headphones. The man leaned over the side of the crib and stared at Jeremy. Jeremy stared back, trying to see the man’s eyes through the dark lenses. The man seemed to sense Jeremy’s intention and reached up to remove his glasses. As the glasses came off, Jeremy gasped. Where the man’s eyes should have been was skin. He moaned in fear as the man smiled. “Io atík foli, lalin? Cé ono a sinohaf nik kuifé nun?” The man said hoarsely. Jeremy whimpered. The man’s words made no sense! The man laughed as he watched Jeremy squirm. “Kuina nun, lalin doka. Eta a dik ofhreda nun!” Jeremy began to cry as the man leaned closer to him. Jeremy suddenly awoke, sitting up quickly. He looked down at himself and saw that he was really wearing the pink onsie. He moaned, wondering if this was another dream. He began to squirm from discomfort. The onsie was holding his thoroughly saturated diaper right against his skin. The diaper had grown cold and clammy while he slept and the feeling was not pleasant. He began to silently pray for the robots to come change him. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Jeremy heard the sliding of the wall. He looked to ensure that it was not the eyeless man. He sighed in relief when he saw one of the robots. It rolled up to him, clicking happily.
“Baby looks excited to see me!” The robot said gleefully. It lowered the side of the crib and carried Jeremy over to the changing table. Before he knew it, he was taped up into a fresh diaper. Without a word, the robot connected the feeding hose to Jeremy’s pacifier and walked away. Jeremy stared up at the feeding bag. It looked twice as big as the normal ones. His eyes bulged. The normal-sized bag filled him up, so how was he supposed to finish this one? Thinking quickly, he spat out the pacifier, but before it had even stopped moving from his lips, the robot had returned and shoved the pacifier back into Jeremy’s mouth, this time tying it around his head. Jeremy groaned around the pacifier as mouthful after mouthful of the formula poured into his mouth. As he continued this, he realized that the formula tasted slightly different from the previous meal. He tried to figure out exactly what the addition was, but the taste was like nothing he had tasted before. He eventually reduced himself to simply aiming to finish off the formula as soon as possible. After awhile, he began to feel full but the bag was nowhere near empty. He began to moan uncomfortably as he felt his stomach swell. He began to feel as though he would explode if he finished the formula. But then, sweet salvation came in the form of an enormous bowel movement. His diaper filled with feces and he soon added urine to that. The pressure lessened in his stomach and he managed to finish the formula. As he drank the last drop, he just laid there, too full to even move. The robot returned to his side and picked him up. Jeremy felt it gauge the size of the mess in his diaper. After a few moments, it deemed the diaper not full enough and brought Jeremy over to the toys. With its free hand, it pulled a large playpen out of the wall and put Jeremy into it. Jeremy was soon left alone, his diaper reeking to high heaven. He looked around the playpen. There were a few stuffed animals and a rattle. Jeremy crawled over to the stuffed animals, noticing that his diapered butt waved back and forth as he crawled. He soon reached the toys and chose a little stuffed fox. Jeremy smiled at the little fox in his hand. The fox was wearing a little diaper and had a smile on his face. Jeremy hugged the fox, marveling at how soft his fur was.
Jeremy played with the stuffed animals for the next few hours, but the fox remained his solid favorite. Over the hours of playtime, Jeremy decided that he was going to name the fox Chris. Feeling that the fox now had a personality, Jeremy began to guard the toy even more carefully, making sure he always knew where the little fox was. By the time Jeremy had done everything he could think of with the stuffed animals, his diaper was on the verge of leaking. Jeremy squirmed about in the playpen, trying to find a position that wasn’t uncomfortable. “The problem with a diaper,” Jeremy said to Chris, “is that you can always feel it. You always know you’re wearing it.” Jeremy smiled at Chris, imagining that he had agreed. The whir of an approaching robot caused Jeremy to look up. Sure enough, he saw two of the robots coming towards him.
“I smell a little stinker!” The robot on the left said. Jeremy blushed. The robots clicked as he was picked up. One of the robots took Chris from Jeremy and put the fox back into the playpen. The robots carried Jeremy over to the changing table and rapidly removed his diaper and onsie. They then carried the naked boy over to the bathtub. As they lowered him into the tub, Jeremy noticed that the tub was now full of bubbles. Rising out of it was a flowery scent. Great. Now I’m going to smell like a baby girl! However, he knew better than to struggle. Deciding that it was best to just endure the bath, he allowed the robots to wash him in the bubbles. They then brought him back to the changing table and double diapered him. One of the robots produced a bottle and gently placed it between his lips. Glad to have an actual bottle, Jeremy eagerly sucked on the bottle’s nipple. Within minutes, Jeremy had finished the bottle. The robots helped him sit up and produced a pink babydoll nightgown. Jeremy obediently put his arms up and allowed them to pull the nightgown over his head. He was then placed into his crib and the lights dimmed. Jeremy laid in the crib for a few minutes, feeling like something was missing. He suddenly realized what it was: he missed Chris! He carefully stood up, wincing as his diaper crinkled. The side of the crib came up to Jeremy’s chest, and so he knew that there was no way he could get over them. He shook the side, trying to get it to release, but his attempts were in vain. Suddenly, the lights turned on and one of the robots entered the room.
“Bad girl! Go to sleep!” The robot scolded him. Jeremy whimpered.
“I just want my foxy.” He said quietly. The robot began to click softly.
“Well that’s fine.” The robot went over and grabbed the little stuffed fox. It handed the fox to Jeremy, who immediately lied down, cuddling the fox. Within minutes, he fell asleep, his newly-found friend in his arms.
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he seems to be accepting the baby treatment some what
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Part 6: In which Jeremy grows tired of his captivity.

The next morning, Jeremy woke up and was momentarily worried. Chris was nowhere to be found. However, Jeremy soon became aware of a lump beneath him. He sat up and reached under himself. He pulled out a cute, albeit slightly flattened, fox wearing a diaper. He smiled at the little fox, silently marveling at the toy’s ability to make him forget about everything. Jeremy shuddered as he recalled the tormented dream he had just escaped from.
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Jeremy was walking down a street. He looked around him, seeing many houses, all of which were dark. He continued to walk, heading for a park in the distance. The night was so quiet he could hear every breath he took. Then, sirens broke the silence. Jeremy turned and watched four police cars speed by. Almost without thinking, Jeremy began to walk quicker. When he saw them turn into the park, he broke out into a complete run. When he reached the park, he saw the policemen standing around… something. He slowly moved towards them, trying to figure out what was going on. He could barely hear the police officers discussing what they had found.
“Another one, sir?” One of them said.
“Looks like it. Damn! It’s the fifth one we’ve found!”
“I know we’ve been denying it to the press, but do you think…”
“I don’t know what to think!” The officer paused. “Let’s just get it out of here!” Jeremy watched, his lip quivering, as the police officers carried a naked body towards a waiting ambulance. Jeremy stared at the body. The body was naked, and looked to be fourteen or fifteen. A hand on Jeremy’s shoulder caused him to turn around. He screamed as he saw the man without eyes. “Ono a sekfa dezka.” The man said quietly.
* * *
Jeremy shook his head, trying to get rid of the frightening images. He stared intently at Chris, trying to drive all other thoughts from his mind. He finally managed to purge the dream and settled into playing with Chris. He had gotten very involved in his game when one of the robots came and lifted him out of his crib. Jeremy then realized that his diaper was sagging quite a bit. He blushed slightly, causing the robot to chuckle.
“You don’t need to be embarrassed. That’s what it’s for, silly!” It strapped him down to the table and efficiently changed his diaper. “Now then. What does my baby girl want to wear today?” It asked him. Jeremy tried to explain that he wanted to wear boy clothes, but the pacifier in his mouth made it quite difficult. The robot watched his attempts for a while and then turned away. “I have just the thing.” It left the room, and Jeremy was alone for a while. He lied on the table, feeling the chilling material on his bare back and dreading the robot’s return. He knew that whatever the robot had would be very feminine. Sure enough, the robot returned with a frilly dress, this time in white. Working quickly, the robot unstrapped Jeremy and slipped the dress over his head before he could struggle. The robot then left him on the floor. “Have fun, little one!” Jeremy rolled his eyes. They weren’t even going anywhere today? He waddled over to his crib and pushed his hand through the bars. He grabbed Chris and pulled him out of the prison. He hugged the fox, happy to be reunited with him. Carrying the fox, Jeremy wandered over to the toys. He was surprised to find a small bag that he hadn’t seen before. He cautiously opened it and found a whole bunch of outfits and diapers just the right size for Chris. He smiled at the fox and began to dig for something for the fox to wear. His search, however, only turned up outfits for girls. Shrugging, he decided that Chris could survive in just a diaper. He then searched for something else to do, and his eyes fell immediately on the blocks. He smiled as he recalled his tower from a few days ago. For a few moments, he toyed with the idea of rebuilding the tower, but deemed that idea repetitive. Instead, he decided to build a castle for the newly-crowned King, Chris. Placing the fox in the middle of the floor, Jeremy began to build a base around his friend. After a while of careful construction, Chris had a wonderful castle and Jeremy had a wet diaper. Jeremy gazed at the castle in awe, but then realized that there seemed to be less blocks than the last time. He wandered over to the toybin, but stopped when he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He was shocked to see that he looked a bit like a baby girl! His pink diaper peeked out from underneath the white lacy dress, and although Jeremy had always considered himself masculine, his face had a feminine touch to it. A whir behind him caused Jeremy to jump, but he soon calmed when he saw one of the robots. It came up to him and inserted a finger into his diaper.
“Well, you can last a little longer before a change. In the meantime, how about I do something about your hair?” Jeremy stared at himself in the mirror. His hair was a bit long, just the way he liked it. He didn’t want the robot to do anything about it, especially not the most likely alternative. But by the time he had thought of arguing, the robot had grabbed a little chair and had navigated the boy into it. Jeremy, his dress riding up to reveal his diaper, was unable to do anything as the robot put his hair in pigtails with pieces of white ribbon, thereby forcing him further into femininity. He began to sob slightly, feeling completely helpless. The robot picked him up and placed him on its shoulder. It began to gently rub his back while making soothing sounds. “It’ll be okay, baby.” The robot said calmly. Jeremy had trouble believing a robot that only spoke in monotone. The robot gently put Jeremy back on the floor, and was about to leave when it noticed the diapered fox on the floor. It picked the fox up and turned to Jeremy. “You know, this little one is going to catch cold if you leave him in just a diaper.” The robot went over to the bag of clothes and pulled out an identical dress to the one Jeremy was wearing. The robot handed the newly-dressed sissy fox to Jeremy. “Now you two are twins!” The robot said as it left. Jeremy stared down at his friend. It seemed to him that Chris’s smile was a little less of one. How did the robot even know Chris’s name? Jeremy returned his attention to the girl in the mirror. He glared at the reflection, and began to attempt to remove the hair ribbons.
“You know, I don’t think your caretakers will like that.” Jeremy rolled his eyes as he turned around.
“You know,” He said mockingly, “I don’t care.” He continued to try to untie the ribbons, but found them tied very tightly.
“Don’t you like being a baby girl?” Vinco asked sarcastically. Jeremy scoffed. “You know, I can end this, if you wish.”
“Like I would ever trust you!”
“Trust is a peculiar thing. If you have it, it’s easy to lose. If you don’t have it, it’s nearly impossible to get.”
“Not that you’ve tried.” Vinco chuckled.
“I’ve given you shelter, food, clothes, and all of the other basic needs. What more do you want?”
“Freedom. No matter how you sugarcoat it, I am your prisoner, your plaything.” Vinco picked up Chris.
“I’ve given you your own playthings. Why aren’t you happy?”
“I want answers. I want to know why the hell you’re doing this!” Vinco was silent for a second. It seemed to Jeremy as though he had finally stumped the man. Then, Vinco spoke again, but his voice seemed to have lost the air of confidence it had before. “You are the one who can end this.” With that, Vinco left. Jeremy pondered running after him, but decided that that would not have been wise.

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At this point, I am estimating that there are only a few more parts left unless I can come up with more ways to torture poor Jeremy...
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try having them take away chris, but any way its getting a bit on the creepy side; but in a good way.
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yeah, unless you change something drastically, it's getting really repetitive. This chapter was okay, but it didn't get good until the end... oh, and the dream part too. Otherwise it was just like the last couple.

I still like it, but the plot needs to keep moving. Good luck!
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hmm... okay then, I see what you're doing there... cool.

well, I'm sure the next chapter will be good, as the rest of them have been pretty excellent.
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Part 7: A Change of Scenery, at least somewhat...

Jeremy was pretty sure that it had only been about an hour since he had seen Vinco, but it felt like an eternity. He sighed forlornly. Lately, he had begun to feel the need for other people. He spent the majority of his day with robots and he didn’t consider Vinco to be human in the slightest. He just lay on the floor, staring at the ceiling and wondering what to do. The ceiling was tiled, much like the ceiling at his school. It hadn’t occurred to him before, but the ceiling was actually pretty low. Looking around the room, he tried to find anything that he could stand on to reach the ceiling. The only thing he saw was the toybin, but he estimated that he would need to be a few inches taller to reach the ceiling. He sighed, disappointed that his plan didn’t work. He stared at the blocks again. Had it only been a few days ago that he had planned to use them as weapons? He chuckled. It had seemed like a pretty good idea at the time. He stared around the room, wondering what to do. He sighed. The room was boring. “I am sick of this.” Jeremy muttered to himself. Even the whir from the wall didn’t excite him. The robot came over and kneeled down in front of him.
“So, what do you say we try to potty train you?” The robot said.
“What?” Jeremy asked stupidly.
“It occurred to me that you’re a little old to still be in diapers, so what do you say? Want to become a big kid?” Jeremy nodded, eliciting a laugh from the robot. It helped him up and, for the first time since he had gone to the park, Jeremy went through the wall. This time, however, the darkness did not worry him. He was a little worried, however, when they came into a new room. This room was decorated like a toddler’s. The robot led Jeremy over to a dresser. It pulled open one of the top drawers, and Jeremy saw two piles. One was diapers just like the one he was wearing, the other had pink pull-ups. Jeremy groaned as he realized that he was going to remain a girl. “Go sit down on your new bed for a minute.” Jeremy obeyed, sitting down on the bed. The robot shortly came over with a pull-up. “The diapers are just in case.” The robot explained as it removed Jeremy’s diaper. He smiled slightly as the robot pulled the pull-up onto him. Even though the pull-up was still pretty thick, it felt like real underwear compared to the thick diapers.
“When can I dress like a boy again?” Jeremy asked. The robot clicked its laugh.
“When you’re older, you’ll be able to dress yourself.” It explained. Jeremy sighed. He had expected such an answer. “Now then, how about we get you some lunch?” Jeremy nodded half-heartedly, and so, the robot led him down the hallway and into a kitchen. The other caretaker was there, dashing around the room. Jeremy found himself maneuvered to a booster seat in front of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, cut in fourths. Even though Jeremy normally didn’t like grape jelly, this was the first solid food he had seen since his abduction, and so, he quickly dug in. At first, it felt weird to chew, but he soon fell back into the old habit. Halfway through the sandwich, one of the caretakers placed a sippy cup full of milk in front of him. “Remember, little one, that if you need to go potty, just tell one of us and we’ll take you! Try not to wet your pull-up!” Jeremy scoffed, doubting that it would be a problem. But then, biting doubt appeared. He had been unable to control his body the last few days, so maybe… He returned his attention to his food. Once Jeremy had finished eating, the robots made him stay sitting until he finished his milk. After Jeremy had finished, one of the robots escorted him back to his room. Jeremy looked around the room, wondering what to do. Most of the toys and things seemed geared more to toddler girls. He eventually settled on a coloring book and began to color a picture of a castle. That soon got boring, and so, he decided to explore his new surroundings. He first went to look in the dresser and found it to be full of dresses and other feminine clothing that a three year old girl would love to wear. He even found a few little girls’ swimsuits, causing him to wonder if they were planning on taking him swimming at some point. This, in turn, led him to wonder how long this charade would last. After all, he had spent quite a while as a baby. He then turned his attention to the closet, in which he found a rather large dollhouse. He decided that it would best for him to return to his coloring. He sat down and was about to continue coloring when he felt a slight pressure in his bladder. It took him a moment to realize that he had to pee. He quickly leapt up and dashed for the door. Almost as if it had read his mind, one of the robots appeared.
“What’s wrong, little one?” The robot asked.
“I gotta pee!” Jeremy shouted. The robot grabbed Jeremy’s hand and quickly led him through the hall. They emerged in a bathroom. Rather than a toilet however, there was a training potty. Not even hesitating, Jeremy pulled down the pull-up and sat down on the potty. As if on cue, his bladder erupted. He sighed contently as he felt the pressure decrease. The robot clicked happily.
“You did it!” It helped Jeremy stand up and pull up his pull-up. “You might get this yet!” Jeremy rolled his eyes. The thing was acting like he had been trying to use the toilet for weeks! He allowed the robot to lead him back to his room.
“How long before I can wear clothes that fit my age?” Jeremy asked, more to himself than to the robot. The robot clicked, looking down at him.
“You are wearing clothes that fit your age, silly!” Jeremy rolled his eyes again. The robot was programmed to see him as a three year old girl, it seemed. Jeremy returned to his coloring, but this was rather boring. Instead, he went over to the bed and laid down on it, making sure his dress was pulled as low as it could be.
“Enjoying the change in scenery?” Jeremy looked toward the door.
“Not really. It’s ultimately the same anyway.” He said sourly. “To what do I owe this pleasure?”
“I came to explain why you are now growing up, of course.” Jeremy sat up. This was actually unexpected.
“And?”
“I don’t know if you recall earlier today. You were alone in the playroom, and you said that you were sick of “this”.”
“So what? You felt charitable?” Vinco laughed in a way that made Jeremy nervous. The laugh had the note that someone’s voice had when they knew that, in a short while, they were going to get what they had been waiting for.
“No.” Vinco paused for a second. “Now, I want you to remember back a bit further. Back to when you and I first met.” Jeremy nodded. “I proposed to you a challenge of sorts.”
“You never really explained it.” Jeremy said. Vinco pointed at Jeremy.
“Exactly! I said that when you were fed up with the life I had given you, I would explain the rules of the challenge!”
“So, you’re going to now?”
“No.” Jeremy stared at the man in front of him. Something about his voice struck him as strangely familiar. There was a sound to his voice that reminded him of something he had heard before. “You see, I do not feel… comfortable with challenging a little girl.” Jeremy growled at the insult, eliciting a chuckle out of Vinco. “Rather, you will progressively grow up until you are back to the way you were before.”
“Progressively grow up?” Jeremy asked.
“Yes. First you were treated as a one year old. Now, you are three. Next, you’ll be six, then ten, then thirteen. Finally, you will return to seventeen.”
“Well, what then?”
“Once you are seventeen again, I will explain my proposition.” With that, Vinco turned around and left. Jeremy, thinking quickly, leaped up and followed him. But as soon as Jeremy got out the door, one of the robots grabbed him.
“There you are, little one!” The robot said. Jeremy tried to see where Vinco had gone, but he had no luck. “How about we go somewhere for dinner?” Jeremy stared up at the robot.
“No, I don’t want to.” He said simply, recalling his last trip outside.
“Oh. Alright then. Let’s go to the kitchen and get you something to eat instead.” The robot led Jeremy by the hand to the kitchen where he was presented with a small plate of macaroni and cheese and another sippy cup of milk. “After you finish eating, you can watch some TV before bath time, okay?” Jeremy nodded slightly and began to eat. The mac and cheese wasn’t too bad and the milk was at least better than the formula he used to be force fed. Within ten minutes, he had finished eating. The robot then led him to another room. It positioned him right in front of a TV and turned it on. Jeremy was astounded to see that the show that was on seemed to star none other than Vinco. The Vinco on TV seemed to be explaining the alphabet along with a group of puppet animals. A fox with an F on its shirt reminded Jeremy of Chris. He began to wonder where Chris was now. Seeing that Jeremy was not paying attention, the robot quickly scooped him up. “Since you aren’t watching the show anymore, it’s time for your bath.” Jeremy allowed the robot to carry him to the bathroom. “While I’m filling the tub, why don’t you try to pee again?” Jeremy obliged, sitting on the training potty. Finally, he got up the courage to ask.
“Where’s my fox?” The robot turned and stared at him.
“I’m not sure. I bet I could find out though.” It stood up just as the other robot appeared. Jeremy smiled secretly. He had just learned something valuable. The newcomer robot nodded, turned around, and left the room. “Don’t worry. We’ll find your fox.”
Once Jeremy had finished peeing, the robot stripped him and lowered him into the bubbles of the bath. Jeremy was less than thrilled about smelling like a little girl again, but he soon lost his grumpiness and played with the bubbles. Quite shortly, the robot lifted him out of the tub and dried him off with an enormous fluffy pink towel. It then led him naked to his room where it handed him a pull-up. Glad to have even the smallest bit of independence, Jeremy pulled on the pull-up. He watched the robot as it turned and grabbed out of the closet a nightgown. Jeremy groaned, but allowed himself to be dressed in it. The robot then walked over to the bed and pulled back the covers. Jeremy crawled into the bed and was soon tucked in. Just as the robot was about to leave, the other one appeared, holding in its hand a little stuffed fox wearing an identical nightgown to the one Jeremy was wearing. Jeremy smiled as he was reunited with his friend. The robots then bid him good-night, shut off the lights and closed the door. In the soft glow of the nightlight, Jeremy hugged his friend close, hearing a crinkle. He lifted up the fox’s nightgown and saw that he was now wearing a pull-up, just like Jeremy’s. Chuckling in spite of himself, Jeremy rolled over, hearing the bed crinkle as well. He was puzzled by this, but decided that he could find out in the morning.

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Hopefully, you all enjoyed this latest installment. Lately, I have been having a hard time sticking with this story, especially since I have already got the ending written. (I wrote it right after part three, I think) Anyway, if you have any questions about what has transpired or what will transpire, I will try to answer them to the best of my abilities without giving anything away.
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