Bewitching Bowtruckle | a roamin’ numeral | Newt's salamander eyes ❤ | Ko Ko Bop
Soon enough, the fun of discovering sticky gloves and shoes was gone. Carl was only a step away from the ground, but having his hands and feet stuck firmly to the wall was not as entertaining as it appeared. He looked up at the ceiling, which seemed extremely far away now, and took a deep breath. He could do this. The climb would not be very hard.
Carl slowly unstuck one hand from the wall and moved it up. This felt strange because he was tilted to the side. He continued by moving one foot up a step too. Before he could frighten himself to imagining falling down to the floor, he shifted his other hand and foot so that he was no longer lopsided. Okay, so he had managed one step. 999 more to go.
He repeated the process and gradually made his way up.
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