He arose from the darkness, waving his appendages, yearning toward the light, only to discover his captors waiting. Gregor had been reincarnated as a crab! |
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As he waited on the slimy deck, he remembered fondly the kindness of Grete, who took care of him in his transformed state. |
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He knew that he was doomed to a painful death by boiling, but it was his hope that, next time, he might come back as something other than a damn arthropod. |
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