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,,:=;%&&£# You Find Yourself In A Rift - A #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Clearing, Narrow But Immeasurably Long. ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# To Your Sides Are Walls Made Of Trees, #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Thick And Ready To Swallow You. The Sun ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Is Nowhere To Be Seen, But Nontheless #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## It Is Very Bright - The Air Feels Light ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Blue, Almost White. #£&&%;=:,,
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,,:=;%&&£# Along The Span Of The Clearing Lay Two #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Parallel SilverY Lines, Dark Hard ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Metal. Somehow You Can See How Heavy #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## They Are. ##£&&%;=:,
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,:=;%&&£## They Emit A High Pitched Whine... ##£&&%;=:,
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,:=;%&&£## Youre At The Train station, On A ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Catwalk Above The Rails. Your Train Is #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Late, Or You Are Late To The Train. ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# It'S A Summer Afternoon And The Station #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Is Busy, Full Of Relaxed Confidence. ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## You'Re In High Spirits, Although A Bit ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Stressed About The Time, While Moving #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Up The Stairs To Your Platform. The ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Station Is In Several Levels, All #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Placed Within Eachother By Some ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Intelligent Designer, And Full Of #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Stairs, ElevatorS, ShortcutS, ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Bazaars... You Sight Your Train Through #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Some Glass Windows. It'S... Not Where ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# It'S Supposed To Be? #£&&%;=:,,
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,,:=;%&&£# You'Re Finally Entering The City. While #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## It Is Indeed A Very High Speed Train ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# You'Re Traveling In, The Journey Has #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Been Long. But It'S About To End! ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Society Is Growing Denser Around You, ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Through The Windows You See First Small #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Shacks, Built Of Metal And Stone, Then ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Proper Houses With Mortar To Keep Them #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Together... Who In Turn Make Way For ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# The Industrial Buildings, The Urban #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Maze, Protective Walls, Jungle ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Network... #£&&%;=:,,
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,,:=;%&&£# The Tracks Leave The Ground, Which Is #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Needed For Other Purposes. You Are ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Carried Gently, Curving Upwards Until #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## You'Re Moving Upward Along The Wall Of ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# A Building. It'S Made Of Slabby Stone, #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## With Great Glassless Window Holes ##£&&%;=:,
,,:=;%&&£# Looking Out The Way You Came. It Is #£&&%;=:,,
,:=;%&&£## Pitch Black Inside. ##£&&%;=:,
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