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But Mark realised he had made a big mistake when Butterman and his pals started wrapping the guy ropes from the tent round his arms and legs, so tight he couldn't move.
"Hey!" Mark screamed out at them. Tripping on the ropes that bound his legs, he fell like a tower crashing to the ground. Every thing was a blur and when Mark came to his senses, he realized he was no longer in his own neighborhood. His broken house was gone and he was surrounded by a field of flowers with buttermen running all over him.