Carl was sent by the leader of the feet to find a mysterious desert wanderer who surfed the dunes on a shining trolley…
Carl VERB ED through the sands, searching for trolley tracks. Finally, he spotted some ADJECTIVE marks in the sand and, shortly afterwards, a dark speck in the distance.
As he approached, the shape became clearer, more and more... rectangular? Suddenly, Carl realised what lay before him.
“! That can’t be, can it?” Carl rubbed his eyes, but this wasn’t a mirage. Before him lay...a Tesco.
Amazed at how a mega corporation had found a way to conquer even this most ADJECTIVE of places, but relieved to finally have a way to feast on some FOOD and DRINK, Carl pushed open the door and stepped inside.
Blinded by the fluorescent lights, Carl heard a voice over the tannoy: “This is your admin speaking. Please proceed to the rear of the store where you will find appropriate transport to continue on your journey.”
Passing through the clothing section, Carl grabbed an ITEM OF CLOTHING to keep him warm before emerging into the parking lot to find a MODE OF TRANSPORT waiting for him. Believing in the power of the moderators, he climbed inside and buckled up, wondering how this would get him to space.
He was greeted by “Purr, purr purr...” until he VERB ED the ‘cat translation’ button. “Welcome, Carl! Please sit back and enjoy the ride.”
