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TWENTY-NINE: We’re back on the move. Turns out the Boss Lady has learned of an old abandoned
dungeon that hasn’t been used since the last time it was cleaned out by the Forces of Light, but
she assures us it’s a good place. Lots of closet space and it’s near a beach. I seem to recall the nearest shore is a couple hundred miles
though. Could that be right? |
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THIRTY-FIVE: Okay, it be a couple hundred miles away and we’ve been walking for quite some time. I’m starting to really dislike rolling hills, unless they’re on that nurse, I could never grow tired of those. Unfortunately Lahrs made
a full recovery and I’ve not gotten heat stroke yet! It’s as if the desert wasn’t even trying. Stupid desert. |
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