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The hair on Angela's body grew more shaggy by the second. The skins that she wore hung off her, barely registering as scraps. She wasn't even sure why she was wearing them. She knew she was covered in thick fur, but she felt like she was supposed to have the purple skins on. But why? It didn't make any sense. In fact, nothing made sense. Not her body, her thoughts, or her surroundings. She sat on the floor to gather herself. She scratched her head, an action that would likely produce more snacks than answers.

THE END ...or is it?

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Description
The hair on Angela's body grew more shaggy by the second. The skins that she wore hung off her, barely registering as scraps. She wasn't even sure why she was wearing them. She knew she was covered in thick fur, but she felt like she was supposed to have the purple skins on. But why? It didn't make any sense. In fact, nothing made sense. Not her body, her thoughts, or her surroundings. She sat on the floor to gather herself. She scratched her head, an action that would likely produce more snacks than answers.

THE END ...or is it?

Back to previous page: Angela's Magic Lesson - Devolver

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