It is strangely silent here today.
At first I thought that perhaps the little people had evacuated the facility for reasons unknown, so I ventured out of the sleeping quarters cautiously. All seemed well until I entered the mess hall. A lonely tray of fresh brownies laced with chocolate chips perched conspicuously on the counter.
An ominous trap. And what of the fate of the little people?
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