Lord of the Chuck E. Cheese

Little Timmy counted ten tickets from his roll of ski ball winnings and
set them on the desk.

"One of those please," he said, pointing to what he wanted.

The guy behind the counter handed him a small ring. "Thank you and
blow it out your ear," he faked a perky voice.

Timmy grabbed his ring and walked away. He felt a tap on his shoulder
and turned. Behind him stood a tall cloaked guy with a sword.

"Hello!" Timmy said, waving.

The cloaked guy stuck his sword into Timmy, took the ring, and ran off.
Seconds later, a guy with a long white beard and an orc walked up.

"I heard the ring was here, and I think-- aw crap, we're too late."

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