The agents brought the offering to BBB. They knew that it may not suffice as it was long overdue; and they knew that the existence of each one of them was at stake.
The remnants of the submarine and its occupants and their belongings placed on huge gold platters were paraded before BBB by a caravan of beautiful ladies.
Initially a glint of interest sparkled in BBBs huge aviator goggles. However, soon the goggles turned opaque. The countenance of agents reflected the forthcoming doom. BBB raised a hand and two large giants materialized, ‘behead all of them and send me the next group of spirits’ squeaked the gaping hole beneath the goggles.
Another group of agents walked in. The squeaky voice ordered them to get him something novel.
After some time another caravan brought in the new offering.
The glint in the goggles burned bright ……. and suddenly sparks came of it. The hole let out a screech …….. , ‘you picked up a train from north of India; do you realize they are much stronger than me … Go and return it soonest’.
The Big Bad Bermooda rolled on the ground wailing -the stupidity of his agents.
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Thanks Al for the lovely prompt.