Post 5 A ship in harbor is safe — but that is not what ships are built for.
Savannah tried hard not to think about how bad the smell is, instead she thought of ice cream cake and how good it tastes while searching for her egg. Oh where is it? Come on...
Oooh!
Savannah felt something round and smooth. THE EGG! She pulled both of her hands out. Nothing, just a handful of cow manure. She had let it slip! Savannah growled. Better find this or else. Egh...the smell-ICE CREAM!
She let her hands digg in the the bucket once more. Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream...Savannah sang silently in her head. She got more dizzy as she searched blindly. She just can't stand the smell of it. Her head's spinning like mad-as mad as a hatter!
Something round and smooth! She felt it! Again! This times, she grasped it hard and pulled her hands out. Yes! She got it! She got the egg and her bezoar. She has completed all her tasks! What a relief! What a- THUMP.
Savannah fell loudly on the the cold floor, the egg still in her tight grasp. She had fainted fom the terrible smell. She just couldn't take it anymore. Her eyes closed and her mind shut, she fainted but has completed her task and tried her best. If someone could just take her to the hospital wing...like NOW!
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