| You'll slip into unconsciousness and feel yourself stepping through a looking glass into a "not-world". There, you'll meet your identical twin. The doppleganger points at you and laughs, a chattering skull-like laugh, then turns into a screeching falcon and flies off towards the blood-red sun. |
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| Suddenly, you're on a viking ship, skimming across a lake of white-cold fire. You feel nothing.An emptiness, perhaps. |
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| You try to scream, but blood pours from your mouth, coalescing into the form of a hideous infant playing a violin.Her rage is blinding. |
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