It was bad timing of Holmes to experiment

It was bad timing of Holmes to experiment with designer drug Titters, inducer of laughing fits, just when Lady Boogers came to consult over the vanishing of her husband, Sir Olive.

The drug caused Sir olive to laugh at the plight of Lady Boogers missing husband. He expected her to scream at him instead she said, "I see, you think he's till alive? of course!"

Lady Boogers slapped him, then walked out furiously. She was going to find her husband. She knew he wasn't dead, all she had to do was look in the one place she knew he would

never expect her to go: the mouth of an adult human. "Excuse me, ma'am!" Lady Boogers said to a passing businesswoman. "I'm looking for my husband. Can I go inside you mouth?"

"Well I don't see why not," the business woman said, as she opened her mouth wide. Lady Boogers climbed inside her mouth, not knowing if she'd find her husband or not. It was wet

and slippery, just like... ice. Were you expecting I say something different? Lady Boogers searched the entirety of the business woman's sinus, yet her husband was nowhere to be

found. It was rather dark in there, and kind of warm.

It also felt fuzzy enough that I sat down and fell asleep. When I woke up,

I found myself on a grayscale beach, seated on a throne of cubes. In that context, it comforted me to see that I was also made of cubes. A kind of music filled me in place of color