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You continue walking in the darkness. Suddenly, you trip over a rock and sprawl onto the ground. You curse yourself for continuing on (stupidly) even when the author tried to warn you against it.

You try to get up but then realize something. You broke your ankle! As the author laughs at your predicament, you decide to sit there until it heals. However, no medical treatment meant an infection and it never got better, only worse. Getting worse meant that you stayed in that one spot for eternity. Probably to this very day, your skeleton still lays there...

YOU NEVER MAKE IT OUT.

WANT TO TRY AGAIN? GO TO ONE.

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