You set your locker key on the floor and, for reasons unknown to anyone but you, peck away furiously at it. Midway into your seventh peck, however, you're overcome with the urge to cough, striking your beak into the ground around your key and reflexively closing it around it on the return stroke.
Despite your best efforts, you cannot dislodge the key from your jaws. In a last-ditch effort, you strike it against a small rock on the ground. The good news to that is that it gets dislodged from your beak. The bad news is that it then gets lodged in your throat, and stays there as you choke to death on it. Serves you right for assaulting that poor, defenseless key like that!
It's a sad thing that your adventure has ended here!!
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Date: 1/8/13 06:26 (UTC)Despite your best efforts, you cannot dislodge the key from your jaws. In a last-ditch effort, you strike it against a small rock on the ground. The good news to that is that it gets dislodged from your beak. The bad news is that it then gets lodged in your throat, and stays there as you choke to death on it. Serves you right for assaulting that poor, defenseless key like that!
It's a sad thing that your adventure has ended here!!
(Reloading from previous save... ... ...)