Tribal village
“My story!” Seki said as she quickly sat up in her bed like a vampire rising from her coffin. “Is much better. It’s about three little piggies and a big bad wolf… with a chainsaw for a hand. His name was Akipokimadoko and he was really good with kids! Until he ate them. THE END!” Seki finished as she giggled. She seemed to be in an strangely good mood all of the sudden. Whatever that man did to her aura must have perked her up. Or perhaps it was Kris’s affection that made her so cheerful? Who knows? She stretched for a moment and slightly yawned, with her hand covering her mouth before she continued speaking. “So why are we telling stories again? Is it the stinky guys turn?”
