"Cover your eyes for beyond this door lies Meckor the god of creation, a sight so divine it could well cause cataracts in a nonbeliever," rants the Monk as he removes the barricades from a large door. His feeble malnourished arms struggle to lift the heavy wooden barricades and one falls to the floor with a thud.
"Let me help you," says Von-Ryan.
"No you fool stand back or you will meet your doom," shouts the monk.
Von-Ryan steps back and allows the man to struggle with the remaining barricade for a few moments until it too falls to the floor. The monk struggles to catch his breath.
"Now, behold," the monk drags open the large door.
The men peer in side only to see a platypus. "here we go." remarks Von-Harris.
The monk enters the room and approaches the animal.
This is ... only a platypus, "I don't know how these things keep getting in here.
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