Tiffany shrieked and fell off the bed at the startling noise. Being such a quiet girl, she was horrified at the loud music. The song made her want pass out in fear. Her worst nightmare had become real.
"STOP! NO! PLEASE!" she begged them. They took no notice as they continued to sing their agonizingly cheerful song. She crawled to the telephone on hands and knees. Reaching up for the phone, she pulled it to the floor. Her trembling fingers dialed the only one who could save her...Willo the Wisp!
Surely, he could help her...and rid Tiffany of the Wombles. She didn't even mind if brought Mavis with him. Tiffany obviously needed the help.
"Please...W-Willo...!" she cried before the phone was rudely snatched from her slender fingers. Poor Tiffany's night was about to get worse...
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