It seems like both of my prior moves had already been done. Looking back, there was a whole swathe of entries that I had missed, even though I could have sworn I had been reading all the entries of the game from its inception. I shall now go hide in a hole in the ground.
On the 24th of May, 1863, my uncle, Professor Liedenbrock, rushed into his little house, No. 19 Königstrasse, one of the oldest streets in the oldest portion of the city of Hamburg. "Dragons!" he gasped.
In west Philadelphia born and raised on the playground where I s pent most of days, chillin' out, maxin, relaxin', all cool, t hen the dragons arrived outside of the school.