|Game 3||Game 3 Outline|
"Help-GULP-me!!" cries Jennifer, between mouthfuls as she sees you.
"How?" you ask "The door's locked!"
Then you get an idea. You extend a claw and start fiddling with the lock.
"I'll pick the lock! Hang in there!"
Picking the lock becomes more difficult than it looks, and all the time Jeffifer is getting fatter and fatter....
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