I’m nearly dead. Health is basically zero. I need help. So I step past a demonic dog and enter a dark, ominous bathroom. I quickly knock on the lone stall inside. It creaks open, I hear…something inside and then a single soda can rolls out. Instead of drinking it, however, I gamble, and knock again. And once again…
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