Doll Road

“It can’t be the road to the afterlife,” called Sprite as he chased after Spectre.

Spectre was already across the road and marching through a cornfield. “What the heck?”

As Sprite caught up, he saw Spectre standing on another road. Spectre was looking at a line of plastic dolls. They led to a pile of coal with an iron grate on top.

“Hey,” laughed Sprite, “it’s a Barbie queue!”

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