“FALSE: ASSERT you.goOutThere();”
But she just shook her head. “I don’t ne’er go out on the 13th Friday o’ the season e’er.” She clutched the edges o’ her mat & pressed herself closer to it. “Just give me 1 day to recharge my sodas—just 1 day.”
But she didn’t understand the direness o’ the situation: as they sputtered, the floor o’ their bread ship was being devoured by tricerasharks, & the only way to keep them from sinking was to keep moving the blocks produced by BlockFactory to fill all the holes—& only she had the programming to do so.
They sunk & drowned.