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Your throat is hoarse with exasperation as you dodge the cracks forming in the ground beneath you. Hurtling your body across a widening crevasse, you catch sight of figures in white robes and, ahead of them, a swell of flesh and tendrils crawling from inside the earth...
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You stumble as another fissure opens beneath your feet. A white-gloved hand catches yours; its owner turns their hooded head, and you see your distorted reflection in their mask. From beneath the mask, the words emanate: "Universe be with you."