When we got to the Cyclops' house, he wasn't there. So, I had the brilliant plan to steal from him and then leave! Yeah, didn't work. I decided that it'd be cool to see him, so we stayed, and he caught us. He put a big rock in front of the exit so that we couldn't get out. We tried to get him drunk and stab him in the eye so that he couldn't see us leaving. He got so angry with us. When he asked me what my name was, I had another bright idea. I told him that my name was Nohbdy, so that when the other cyclopses tried to come and help him, they would think that "nobody" was there, so the Cyclops didn't need help! What a great idea, right? I was home free for now. All I had to do was figure out how to leave without the now blind cyclops figuring out. I decided that we should tie ourselves to the bottom of the Cyclops' sheep and when he let them out in the morning, we'd be home free, since he couldn't see us! We managed to escape. But then, I started feeling a little guilty. I decided that it would be better if I told the Cyclops who I really was, so as we were leaving, I announced my real name and my lineage to the Cyclops. He got so angry, and asked his father, the god Poseidon, to curse my men and I. He did. We had a very rough time getting out of there, and a lot of my men died. So yeah, it wasn't that good of a week. I pray to the gods that wherever we get sent next is better.
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