Suddenly, you're exhausted. You lie down, close your eyes, and let the soft waves of sleep carry you away.
You awake to a pile of clothes on top of your now huge belly. It looks like some sort of clown costume, huge and saggy. You sit up, yawning, and realize the Drozzle is gone. So are the rest of the gypsies.
Fully awake now, you stand up, letting the clown costume fall to the ground with a thump. Huh. You see nothing but houses. Could the gypsies have left without you? But no, they seemed so excited when you told them you would join them.
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