Stress page 3839

Room 3839 of the estate

Whales snore, as any sailor knows, but one in the North Sea kept our whole ship awake. I rowed out at midnight and tied a ribbon around its nose. The snoring became a soft, sweet whistle. Sailors now steer by that tune, and the whale sends me herring each Christmas.

The stress hall, room 3840, and room 5200.