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You groan as you start to regain consciousness, the air around you almost unbearably humid as your eyes open, adjusting to the dim light. Ah, so you are alive. You turn your head, seeing someone watching you. "I was about to leave you for dead. But we must hurry. The sun will rise soon, and then you might wish you had died..."
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