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I saw the horror of my soon to be fate. These sharp white things (teeth) were grinding me up mechanically into a ball of food, a strong pink thing (tongue) touching me, and a bunch of salivary glands all over me. He eventually broke my shell and I fell through this long tube-like opening (esophagus) made of spongy material. Than I got a massage from these muscular contractions (peristalsis), and I fell into this dark balloon-shaped figure (stomach). At first, I thought this was a spa, but then I started to chemically turn into this milkshake like substance (chyme) I could see this ruff yellow object (pancreas) adding digestive chemical as I left the stomach.