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"Wake up Ted..."

Stretch your little feets, the sun waits eager to greet you

"Ted, the world is yours now, free yourself"

Dead turtles, the stench is overwhelming

The weasel smiles as he slips out of bed, the fur beneath his cheeks matted and tear-stained, he then frowns

His hands begin to tremble, uncertainty swallowing him whole as he eyes the two lifeless shells

"I've done it again! I've done it again, oh no!"

Images of the villagers flash into view and he panics, flinging himself through the front door

Where he's met by the Badger Police

"Ted Apollo, you're under arrest for crimes against furmanity, including 19 counts of murder and homicide"

Ted struggles and screams, "I just want my Lily!!"