Once upon a time. Before the earth was created.

Once upon a time. Before the earth was created. When everything simple and complex as 1 and 0.
Out of the dark void a single light began to shine, faintly at first before, growing to be a searing point of brilliance out of which
the angels flew. They were magnificent, glowing beings. He stood, feet apart, awaiting them. But they flew by, and it was clear that
they were meant for the narrower-stanced gentleman immediately to his left. He stepped back as the angels swirled around the man, encapsulating him in light like
a gentle whirlwind. He slowly looked down at his feet and was worried
that the breeze would blow his scent in the wrong direction. After what he had been through, a stupid mistake like that may cost him his
life. He paid no heed as fate decided to sprinkle him with misfortune. He kept gazing with a fierce intensity at
the door to the candy shop, hoping that it would someday lead to gumdrop lake. But all it did was beckon to clean the tables of their sticky mess.
"Come", said Willy Wonka (the creepy, Johnny Depp version), "we have such wonderful, creamy things to show you." The Oompa Loompa's were involved what appeared to be
an orangy. Little bodies and giant heads singing a song about tainting the chocolate river, all naked from the waist down. Wonka snapped, covered them in milk, and drew his spoon.

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