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side: heaven
[ When you next open your eyes, you find yourself standing in a hallway of stained glass windows; the door behind you closes completely shut before disappearing, you in a corridor that leads to nowhere. You're stranded, here . . . wherever you are . . . ?
The light that reflects through the glass is a gentle one, and the whole place seems to glow, almost binding in illumination - it's been recently swept here, or otherwise recently polished so everything isn't so musty; still, there's a distinct feeling of heaviness in the air. One could almost mistake the feeling for reverence.
There's only one direction: forward, into the light. ]
The light that reflects through the glass is a gentle one, and the whole place seems to glow, almost binding in illumination - it's been recently swept here, or otherwise recently polished so everything isn't so musty; still, there's a distinct feeling of heaviness in the air. One could almost mistake the feeling for reverence.
There's only one direction: forward, into the light. ]
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[Hesitates, then offers his fist for a fist bump.]
Catch you on the other side, dude.
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[ sure why not. he bumps his fist, maybe a little more roughly than a fist bump ought to be. ]
Look out for yourself or I'll never hear the end of it.
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