Well, I haven't done anything 'cos I simply can't be bothered. I wandered off into the mist and let them get on with it. I've no idea how far I've travelled. Sound gets distorted in the mist. If I strain my ears I can just about hear Mr Spockfingers giving it laldy. But why would I want to do that.
I'm so exhausted, and haven't eaten for days. I'm afraid to lie down, because I won't be able to get back up again. What's to become of me?
I suppose I'll just have to keep going for as long as I can, and hope for rescue.
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