As you set the pen down and wipe away a tear you are startled to discover you aren't alone. There's a mysterious looking man standing right behind you. You spelled "despair" wrong. Its A-I-R not A-R-E. He smiles as he takes an univited seat across from you and glanced at the yet unopend pill bottle. It would appear that you think your game is over. Would you be interested in hearing a counter offer?
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