An ear-piercing cackle jolted us back to conscience.
"My head hurts,"
" Mine too, but where are we?"
"Finally! I've found it!" a familiar voice interrupted our conversation. "I, the great Victor, have invented the solution to shrink any creature to ant size!" As the scientist uttered these spine-chilling words, he looked in our direction with an evil etched on his face. No! This was not the kind, young man who offered to drive us back to our house. He was a mad scientist in disguise!
This deformed scientist had kidnapped Pete and me. He approached us with a sinister smile and a glint of mi…
- Man in American Romanticism
- We should all live until we are at least 200 years old
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