Dear Cookie,

How was your day? I hope it was good because soon you shall die a horrible death. First you will be thrust into a chamber where you will be squashed and crunched into tiny pieces. A liquid will cause you to dissolve and then all of a sudden all the little parts that used to complete you will be propelled down a tunnel on a journey towards ultimate doom. You will be tossed about and you will experience absolute humiliation because you are all divided and mushy. You will enter a crater that will ensnare you and extract all the decency from you and leave behind all your worthless junk. Then you will resume your journey but you will no longer even slightly resemble a cookie of any sort but rather a mushy, useless, mess. Everything you have ever known, your identity, will be stripped away as if it was nothing and it will be like you never learnt anything. All that your mummy taught you about life will no longer matter because you will be separated, drained of everything important and no longer a cookie. Then you reach the point along the way where you are mixed together with all the other mush that has been drained of their worth and separated. You will be lost among the mess and feel even lonelier than you were the first time you experienced division and drainage. You will then be pushed out into a seemingly endless crater that will be a further continuation of your torture. Just when you thought it was near the end you receive further torment. The crater will lead you to vast ocean where your future as a former cookie will be decided. Have fun.

Bec