My, my. My dear fly. Seems you are going to have a friend soon.

  Another fly has enterd in to my cave, and I have successfully controled it. It has been two hours approximately.

  Huh. There is a weard rat coming from the entrance. I try controling it but it seems that it is alredy being controled.

  Wait! Stop him my flies! Damn rat! No! I am geting scratched by it's claws

  Dammit! No!

  Aaaaa!

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  You know what, I've come to peace with it. I am done, I don't want to do this any more. Might as well self-destruct!