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<span class="mu-i">Uh oh.
This place again.
You know it's bad, but can't quite remember why.
Your hands grab instinctively at your sides: Daggy and Noiffy. They're lighter than you remember, like they're made of tin.
You're not sure what you're supposed to do here.
It's hard to think but you try, keeping your eyes open.
You'd want your back against something, but this whole place is empty.
You take a Stance and keep trying, your mind obscured by the same mist.</span>
