I am so glad I found you.
Looks like something bad is about to happen.
I can hear you breathing, but not for long.
I wonder what will happen when I try to scoop
you out of your carton.
Soon, you will be as broken as I am.
Would you like me to make ice cream for you?
If you are very very quiet, maybe, I will
not find you.
There is something bad inside of me.
Five, four, three, two, one.
Something bad always happens.
Didn't you know I would find you?
Let me find room for you, inside.
Hold still, you won't feel a thing.
Shh, now we can be together.
