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You are all alone in a dark, cold chamber. Rats scuttle in shadow, mold clings to wet stone, and muffled cries linger in stale air. Your head throbs, your body aches, your stomach growls. How long has it been since everything went wrong? Through all the confusion and pain, only one name echoes through your broken head : Inquisitor Blumenkraft.
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