The next part in Edragon's blueberry story!

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After a few days as a blueberry, I finally managed to convince some kind souls to roll me to the juicing facility. When I arrived, facility workers in hazmat suits took me away into the facility. First, they took off my goggles, satchel, and belt to try to undo their stretching. Then they painted a big 45 on my belly. “Berry number 45. Condition: Stable. Roll him to the general waiting room” I heard them say. They rolled me down the large hall to a warehouse where blue berried people wait for their turn to be juiced. The floor was stained with blue from endlessly holding blueberries. I managed to catch a glimpse of the sign saying what number they were juicing, 23. That’s a long way from my turn. I also was surprised at how crowded the room was! They put me near another dragon who was more swollen than myself! The dragon told me to get comfortable as turns out one of the juicers is broken so they can only juice 4 to 6 people a day. He told me he had been here for 2 days, but he was number 26 so either tonight or tomorrow it would be his turn. So I settled in to my blue berry body as much as I could, for I was going to be here a long time. And the thought of having juice aggressively squeezed out of me was not very comforting. But there was some relief of knowing that I would be mostly back to normal soon.