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... rophobic, and irritating. The pressure of the tuna’s insides was no joke. What was this? Were my clothes melting? Acid!
“God!”
The melting tuna seemed to have dived back under the water after swallowing me, as water began to flow around me. Although things were chaotic, I first grabbed the top and bottom of the slimy walls. However, because it was so slippery, I failed to hold on. As if to quickly send me to its stomach, the surrounding walls wriggled and convulsed around me.
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