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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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