Outside was a zoo, full of animals. He walked past a cage and saw that the golden tail monkey had already woken and was eating fleas as snacks. He turned on the third cross road.
Up front stood the giant in the forest with a piece of wood, thick and round in his hand, roaring with a bad smell and grumbling something unintelligible to himself while feasting on the roasting goats hanging on a rack above a fire. The giant pissed on the fire and it went into a great smoke and engulfed Lee.
When the smoke came off gradually, Lee found himself standing on a raft and drifting in a stream where a mist blinded the sight and covered the path before him. The current seemed so fast Lee could feel the tension on his feet and he knelt down on the vessel and clung on the ropes and prepared for anything unfortunate to happen to him. Then the raft rushed through a waterfall.
As Lee fell, he felt the burden on his feet disappeared, instead there was something strapped on his bag. When he eventually came through the mist, he saw that he was actually up in the sky and had just dived through a thick white cloud and the thing that was strapped on his back was a parachute. He chanted hurrah and glided in the sky, until he came much nearer to the ground did he deployed the parachute and landed safely on land.
The landing was successful but the wind was messing with him when the end of the parachute came around him and buried him inside the clothes.
When Lee did struggled through the parachute, he saw that he was not on that big and green meadow he landed anymore but in a circus, where everyone was laughing and yelling and the smell of candy and soda. A lion came out from the back and jumped a few fire loops, but then sudden it let out a cry and sprinted toward Lee, and before Lee could react to it, the lion snapped his head off and his blood was coming out of his neck and spilling everywhere.
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