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The Monster Under the Bed
“Embrace your fear.”
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Who’s there?
Gon
Thank you for the new page!
I guess Ruth either:
A). Had some private fun with Thom and needed a snack.
B). Just needed something sweet.
Either way, she’s clearly loving those cookies.(and seems to be close to seeing what trouble Tim has gotten himself into)
Quite possibly!
Ruth appears to have a dependency problem.
It’s not just the biscuits, but she’s also grabbed a box of the raw ingerdient, not the dried fruit or the chocolate chios ( I can’t tell which from the drawing), not the butter (or other fat which is necessary for biscuit-making) but a box of FLOUR.
Does she intend to cram handfuls of it into her mouth or just scatter sprays of it over the bedcothes (and Tom). In either case, she needs professional help.
I see that the title of this page is “Knock, Knock” but there’s no sign that Ruth has actually performed that ritual courtesy before preparing to invade her child’s (and his potential visitor’s) privacy.
Is she intoxicated from gorging on those handsful of raw flour?
Is it plain wheat flour, self-raising, wholemeal or spelt flour or maybe a more exotic intoxicant?
Some grains like barley can be infected with ergot fungus which has a psychedelic effect (as well a physical {St Anthony’s Fire})
Sometimes I lose track of what’s going on with the others.
Man, chocolate chip cookies must be crack to Noxians.