Story continues
The theme song started again as Rachel tried to gather her thoughts and speak at least one, whole sentence. It played over and over again and each time got louder and louder. Eventually it was so loud that the pots around Rachel started to shake. Eggs rolled down to the floor and broke. Knives and spoons threw themselves off the table and ran away. And then everything started to float. Even Rachel. The music became weirdly distorted and ripped the air itself in half and revealed a world that was so gray that as it oozed it's dullness through the rift, the fear Rachel had felt changed to utter sadness. Slowly the gray world started to pull Rachel towards it. But Rachel didn't want to go. Not to this world. So she fought back.
To be continued...
Where did it all start?
2019
1-4, 5, 6, 7-8, 9, 10, 11-12, 13-14, 15, 16-18, 19-21, 22-23, 24-27, 28-29, 30-31
Extras
12
2020
0, 1, 2-4, 5-7, 8-10, 11-15, 16-20, 21-22
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Oh Rachel oh Rachel. So you have no lower jaw. And your teeth are all wrong. Let me fix that for you in photoshop. Your creator also was lazy and didn't draw a gray world, only made it gray in photoshop. Oh dear Rachel. At least that rip topic is now gone. That was a challenging one.