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[aunter]

R E D > You enter the door and find yourself in a glass box, suspended in the sky. Bright blue skies, white fluffy clouds, even birds pass by in the air around you. One look down and you see grass fields and sprawling lakes as far as the eye can see. Some wild horses running across the fields, some cows, just exactly what you'd expect. It's idyllic as fuck. Then the words appear:

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[lost_first]

[ ...that... does get. Sort of a wry smile. And a glance over at Peter like...

'Seriously?' But he presses his lips together and clears his throat before he speaks.]

I will appreciate that. And... as I said. Do the same.