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I was struck by lightning!
Walking down the street!
I was hit by something last night, in my sleep!
Would you guys still like me if I were a little gnome man scurrying and scuttling around your house, cackling as I pick up your possessions and toss them into my gnome sack, moving too fast for you to get a clear look, always a tenth of a thousandth of an inch out of your vision
Why aren’t you happy? Wasn’t this what you wanted? A rat girl?