We escaped from Harfang not too long ago. Now we are just wandering around underground, likely to die of starvation, get eaten by a giant underground spider or other crawling thing, or trip into a hole and fall down to the center of the world.
Suppose it's better to be here than back with the giants, though. They were intending to eat us. Right before we escaped, we were in the kitchen and saw an open cookbook with recipes for "Man" and "Marshwiggle." After that, we knew we had to get out or be giant-fodder, so we waited for the cook to fall asleep and escaped through the scullery door (which just happened to be open: the one thing on our trip that has gone right). Right after though, the giants came back from their hunting expedition and saw us and so we were forced to run for it. And that is why we are underground and most likely to die at any moment. Because we dodged into a hole to get away from the giants.
And that just adds another reason for me to never trust giants.
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