Quick Porridge...

I can still hear his tiny gurgling, his sad little face accepting his fate.

It was a lost cause from the moment he slipped and fell into the deadly quick porridge. His little flailing arms thrashing about, getting more panicked as the porridge took hold. The more he panicked the quicker the porridge got hold and sucked him downward until nothing but an eerie silence......

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