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Fix fence, check how stable the tin of beans is, she typed. Stable tin of beans? Where had that come from? She continued typing her To-Do list. She shook her head. Then, she realized she was stuck. She couldn't think of anything else to add. Tin of beans. Tin of beans. Check. Check, check if stable. She decided to check the cupboard. A tin of beans, check. Stable... Oh. It was cracked open. Something was growing inside. She took a closer look and a voice in her head said "Thank you". The green spores were the last thing she remembered.
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