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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. §&^^*-~~,,
,~-***&§££ ££§&***-~,
,~-*^&£@## 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... ££&&*-~,,,
,~-*^&§§£@ @£§§&^*-~,
,~-**^^&§@ 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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