With no thought, you run away like hell, to your mother's surprise. Yep, it is an odd (and wimpy) decision that you made, and you are going to get into trouble nevertheless, but you did it.
"That boy..." your mother mutters to herself, then looks at the guillotine. "Well, at least I can experiment with this magic contraption."
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