|Game 3||Game 3 Outline|
The dragon picks you up in her claws. "Awww, aren't you the cutest little thing?" She starts to nuzzle and kiss you.
"Er..Do you know a fat dragon called Roger?" you ask.
"I'm Podge, his mother." says the dragon with a sigh. "He's stuck, isn't he? He's always getting stuck."
You explain everything to Podge. "The future, eh?" Well we'd better pull him out."
Podge looks up to see another dragon flying overhead. "Oh, No! It's my husband, George! He's allergic to cats!"
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