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Powerless!

He juhed hiainst the sharp edge of the concrete Pain in his knee, but nothing next to the panic, nothing compared to the awful pain in his head

He whith he lifted the cehs, but yes, he could lift it; he could carry it

But not far He set it down buthirip Had to not panic

Had to figure out…

He was at Penny’s house

Penny

No

Sick, terrible dread filled him

He looked up as well as he could and there she alking toward hi at her feet

"Do you like it?" Penny asked

She held an oval mirror down so that he could look at it and see his face His head The streams of dried blood that had run from the crown she’d made of alu without a crown," she said "Your Highness"

"I’ll kill you, you sick, twisted ots," she said

He saw one then Aup out of the concrete block Only it wasn’t co froots in with his hands!

A second one was co its way through his skin, co out of…

No, no, it was one of her illusions She washim see this

They would burrow into his flesh and--

No! No! Don’t believe it!

It wasn’t real The ce else, but he could feel the into his hands

"Stop it! Stop it!" he cried There were tears in his eyes

"Of course, Your Highness"

The one But the h he knew absolutely that they were not real, the senseon a walk," Penny said

"What?"

"Don’t be shy Let’s show off that washboard stomach of yours Let’s let everyone see your crown"