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>Bottlecap smiled, laughed, and shook her head. "No, silly! It's like with any kind of bottle. The stoppers are to keep what's inside from getting out!" She cocked her head to one side to observe Anon's reaction.
He reacted with a furrowed brow, a raised eyebrow, and a glance to the nearest bottle on the shelves. "But there's nothing inside these. Right? At least they don't seem to have any liquid in them or anything."
>"There's no liquid, but they each have something valuable inside. Each and everyone one! Valuable and...priceless!" Her eyes opened wide to emphasize the importance of what she said, and she let the 's' in 'priceless' drag out like a snake.
He looked to the bottle again. Inside was the blue pony with white mane from before. He could distinctly see its cutie mare and its mane and tail seemed to flutter every so gently and every so slowly, imperceptibly in fact, as if there was a breeze inside the bottle. Anon suddenly felt the urge to leave as soon as possible. He glanced at his watch. "Uh, I uh...it looks like my break is about to end. I better get going!"
>"No rush, Anon. You have all the time in the universe now!"
As a distinct and growing feeling of weakness began to wash over him, Anon lunged for the door and tried the handle, locked. "It's locked! Why is it locked? What's going on?"
>She responded simply by smiling and trotting in place.
Besides weakness, Anon began to feel a kind of sickly thinness. "What did you do?...Give me the key!" He stepped toward Bottlecap, but his legs were no longer strong enough to hold himself up and he collapsed to the floor.
>"Anon, don't worry! Don't be afraid! Everything is fine! It's good...really really really good!" She was giddily dancing in place.
Anon managed to push himself up to a sitting position with his back propped up against the door. I tried to raise his arm and held it outstretched. "Please! Help!" Looking to his hand, it seemed to Anon that it had become translucent.
>Meanwhile, Bottlecap had trotted up to Anon so that they were face to face. She nuzzled her nose against his and gave him a kiss. "I am helping you, Anon. You see, you see! You had to open it willingly. Willingly!" Her face became serious. "If I forced you to open it...or I opened it at you, it would have been death for you." her face broke out into a pleasant smile again and her voice became sot and supple. "But you did it yourself. So you will live forever." Now tilted her head and twirled a hoof, as if thinking to herself. "Well yes, live forever, but kinda paused at the same time."
Anon looked on with horror. He felt himself grow weaker, and thinner. Then he began to feel as if he was falling faster and faster, like he was being drained away in the direction of the bottle. He saw filaments of light emanating from him toward the opening of the bottle.
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>Bottlecap smiled, laughed, and shook her head. "No, silly! It's like with any kind of bottle. The stoppers are to keep what's inside from getting out!" She cocked her head to one side to observe Anon's reaction.
He reacted with a furrowed brow, a raised eyebrow, and a glance to the nearest bottle on the shelves. "But there's nothing inside these. Right? At least they don't seem to have any liquid in them or anything."
>"There's no liquid, but they each have something valuable inside. Each and everyone one! Valuable and...priceless!" Her eyes opened wide to emphasize the importance of what she said, and she let the 's' in 'priceless' drag out like a snake.
He looked to the bottle again. Inside was the blue pony with white mane from before. He could distinctly see its cutie mare and its mane and tail seemed to flutter every so gently and every so slowly, imperceptibly in fact, as if there was a breeze inside the bottle. Anon suddenly felt the urge to leave as soon as possible. He glanced at his watch. "Uh, I uh...it looks like my break is about to end. I better get going!"
>"No rush, Anon. You have all the time in the universe now!"
As a distinct and growing feeling of weakness began to wash over him, Anon lunged for the door and tried the handle, locked. "It's locked! Why is it locked? What's going on?"
>She responded simply by smiling and trotting in place.
Besides weakness, Anon began to feel a kind of sickly thinness. "What did you do?...Give me the key!" He stepped toward Bottlecap, but his legs were no longer strong enough to hold himself up and he collapsed to the floor.
>"Anon, don't worry! Don't be afraid! Everything is fine! It's good...really really really good!" She was giddily dancing in place.
Anon managed to push himself up to a sitting position with his back propped up against the door. I tried to raise his arm and held it outstretched. "Please! Help!" Looking to his hand, it seemed to Anon that it had become translucent.
>Meanwhile, Bottlecap had trotted up to Anon so that they were face to face. She nuzzled her nose against his and gave him a kiss. "I am helping you, Anon. You see, you see! You had to open it willingly. Willingly!" Her face became serious. "If I forced you to open it...or I opened it at you, it would have been death for you." her face broke out into a pleasant smile again and her voice became sot and supple. "But you did it yourself. So you will live forever." Now tilted her head and twirled a hoof, as if thinking to herself. "Well yes, live forever, but kinda paused at the same time."
Anon looked on with horror. He felt himself grow weaker, and thinner. Then he began to feel as if he was falling faster and faster, like he was being drained away in the direction of the bottle. He saw filaments of light emanating from him toward the opening of the bottle.
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