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ticke medicine

you grab the edge of your backpack with your teeth while chuckling madly. when you can reach the opening, you pull out the tickle-shield-drink, and empty the bottle. "Stop her!" the leader cries, but it is too late. the tickling sensation is gone from you and you shout out in victory. the spiders start crawling on you, trying to hurt you, but you feelticklish no longer. suddenly, the leader cries out in triumph. "I have the antidot to your formula!" he says,a nd fear clutches you.


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