12:57 p.m.
written again was a cryptic message
when the giant sleeps
then snippety snap you go
armpit hair you take
and before the clock struck 1, our protagonist whom we refer for now as r took his position inside the chest. after the lid had been secured, r waited patiently till the grandfather clock hanging over the chests i.e. cranky man's bed struck 1. the machineries inside the chest(wherever they were) started whirring and r experienced weightlessness and felt himself hurtling at a great speed to godknowswhere.
after approximately 10 seconds(trusting r's slow counting) of this rumbling tumbling, the chest came to a halt with a dramatic flinging open of tis lid. r hurried out for he knew about the hour deadline of completing each task. the task as r thought, was difficult. but challenges were something he enjoyed.
the strange land in which he had landed was indeed very strange...
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