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I remember how I walked along here once, but I was never at this place before. The hallways just seem so familiar to me &hellip;
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I remember how I walked along here once, but I was never at this place before. The hallways just seem so familiar to me ...
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The more I think about the mixture of herbs, the more I ponder whether I'll be able to unravel the mystery surrounding the possible antidote, the more images appear before my eyes. Memories that are not mine, familiar images that I have never seen. I just wanted to rest, because it was so exhaousting to search the ruins, but when I closed my eyes, I had visions of a giant pile drilling through my head, my blood flowing from the wound, and blue crystals sprout from my remains like flowers. The stabbing pain in my head made me startle, and have a feeling that I will find no rest until I do not know where these images come from. Again and again I see this pile. Huge and cold it rises into the air from a field of blue crystals.  
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I remember how I walked along here once, but I was never at this place before. The hallways just seem so familiar to me …

The more I think about the mixture of herbs, the more I ponder whether I'll be able to unravel the mystery surrounding the possible antidote, the more images appear before my eyes. Memories that are not mine, familiar images that I have never seen. I just wanted to rest, because it was so exhaousting [sic] to search the ruins, but when I closed my eyes, I had visions of a giant pile drilling through my head, my blood flowing from the wound, and blue crystals sprout from my remains like flowers. The stabbing pain in my head made me startle, and have a feeling that I will find no rest until I do not know where these images come from.

Again and again I see this pile. Huge and cold it rises into the air from a field of blue crystals.