Chapter 8: The Dungeon

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Finding their way through this world was no walk in the park for the two. They had to find who Donkey mentioned. "Who is him?" Shrek asks. "I think I know a man. A man more powerful than most. Loved by all, but hated by few. Those few are the smart ones, they have come to their senses and realized what an evil person he is. Come, follow me." Phil peels away behind an alley, and motions for Shrek to follow. Shrek chases after Phil, and sunlight begins to fade the further they walk. They soon meet a man there, with 2 other men behind him. "Homie, what you want?" Phil leans in and whispers in his ear. The man in front steps back, and motions for the other two to open the door. Shrek and Phil enter the corridor, Shrek not knowing what this was. Phil had not seen much, but it looked like he knew what he was doing. They slowly made their way to a set of steps leading to another level. They explored the room, with only a few candles lit, illuminating the dark, vast room. They ascended the staircase, and opened a large door, leading into an even bigger room than before. A man seated in a black chair, turned facing the opposite direction. Two women, fanning him with palm leaves, and another feeding him grapes straight from the vine. "He looks important!" Shrek chuckled. "Now is not the time for games. This is serious." Phil interjected. They slowly approached the man, with questions burning holes in their minds. "Ah, I knew you would come here." The chair turns around, revealing the man to Phil and Shrek. The man smiles and says, "Hello, Phillip."

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