This is a story of the ginger-bread man. In a land not so far away not so long ago, on a day clouded by heavy downpour and thunderstorms, the ginger-bread man emerged from a huge green box. Shocked by the unfamiliar surroundings, the ginger-bread man started running; ran and ran with all his might he did, but to no avail, there was no escape. Too exhausted to move on, the ginger-bread man hid himself in a dark, narrow space, away from all that was too foreign for him to comprehend.
The Ginger-Bread Man.
As time passes, accompanied by nothing but darkness and silence, the ginger-bread man couldn't stop wondering what would eventually happen to him since escaping is not one of the possible options. Moments later, the ginger-bread man fell into a deep sleep and when he awakens, he was in a totally different environment, one that is surrounded by structures of amazing height and size, nothing he had ever seen before. Strange objects with wheels were moving about in great speed, giants that overshadows him were everywhere, going about. The ginger-bread man tried soughting help from the many people but none answered his plea and he was left alone and helpless all over again.
All of a sudden, the ginger-bread man felt himself being lifted up and as he turned around, he noticed that a grogeous young lady has gently picked him from the grounds... To be continued.
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