As the Cookie Monks continued to devour the last remaining cookies in the monastery, they began to stir in their slumber.
The air was thick with the scent of sugar and despair as they started to rise, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly hunger.
The monks, realizing their predicament, knew they had to act fast or risk being consumed by their own kind.
They called upon the ancient art of Cookie-Fu, a mystical discipline passed down through the ages, to calm the Cookie Monks' savage appetites.
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