wuhstuhshuh
the trail of crumbs that i have been followings has lead me to a mysterious manor... what could lie inside.... not sure whether to trust, but since the trail has ended i suppose i have nowhere else to go. but what business does a little critter like me have in such a grand place? am i welcome...?
sigh
here goes nothing..
weevil steps closer to the manor, dim, red light flooding from the windows, intimidating the small creature. His pea-sized foot makes contact with a tripwire, and within seconds, he is launched upwards! His limbs tangle in a tightly knit net as he flails. To no avail.... he is trapped!
free weevil wobblet worcestershire wimbley from the trap?
untie me
leave me to wither
i will not help you im having an episode