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You've been wandering for hours. Slowly, you make your way over what seems to be an unending roll of hills. Your feet ache and you long for a place to rest yourself. You've felt this feeling before, it happens every time you wander this web of despair you call home. Not suprisingly, its not your feet that bother the most, its the pounding in your hands. Hours of manipulating this device that has been leading you to your destination has left your hands raw, and your fingers swollen. Your joints throb and crack as you keep manuvering the device back and forth. And for what? Your search seems endless. You can't count the times that you think you've stumbled upon something great, only to be dissapointed by the content of what you have found. A feeling of desperation overtakes you. The weather grows worse with every step, the rain pelts your head as if balls of ice were falling from the sky. Your mind is racing, everything is spinning, you feel as if you will never again find your way out of this net. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning lights the unforgiving night before you. Off in the distance, you make out what seems to be a small structure of some sort. With your spirits lifted somewhat, you slowly make your way towards the warmth of the lights ahead.

ENTER?