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You begin to run towards the bridge trough the trees along the rivers edge. Your eyes are fixated on the wooden bridge that is bright in the moonlight. You hear the crunching of the fallen leaves beneath your feet and the sound of your sword rattling against your armour. You run about 15feet, and then underneath you, the ground gives way. You have run into a pitfall! Your whole body trembles as you fall through the cold air of the night sky...

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