As I stood there, frozen in terror, I heard a faint whisper in my mind.
"You will pay for the last chip," it said.
I knew then that I had to act fast.
I quickly grabbed a nearby broom and prepared for battle.
But just as I was about to attack, the cookie began to speak.
"You'll never defeat me," it said with an evil grin.
It was then that I realized, I had to use my wits.
For in the world of cookies, only the smartest survive.