Once upon a time, there was a plucky young (actually not that young anymore) thing who liked to kick up the dust in old buildings and rifle through history with delight. The day the mysterious heads reared their ugly...erm heads..was no different.
Comme d'habitude, the pink-haired gremlin clambered in through a window the size of an envelope and crept around until she found something interesting. She didn't have to wander far for the sight that unfolded before her eyes was one of great terror and wonderment. Rolling and lolling around before her were decapitated giants, some of which looked mysteriously like John Lennon. She captured pictures of the ghastly scene for posterity and proof and escaped the way she had come in, running all the way home without looking back once.
Comme d'habitude, the pink-haired gremlin clambered in through a window the size of an envelope and crept around until she found something interesting. She didn't have to wander far for the sight that unfolded before her eyes was one of great terror and wonderment. Rolling and lolling around before her were decapitated giants, some of which looked mysteriously like John Lennon. She captured pictures of the ghastly scene for posterity and proof and escaped the way she had come in, running all the way home without looking back once.
