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CF | > X PYRAMID
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CF | The pyramid's slopes are interrupted by deep gaps, as if huge pieces
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CF | had been hacked away.
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CF | >
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keltena says (to ClubFloyd), "n"
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CF ] Palace
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CF | >
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CF | > N
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CF | Palace
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CF | The remains of a lavish throne room lie in the shadow of the black
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CF | pyramid.
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CF | Two mummies and their embalmed cat recline on crumbling couches.
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CF | Ghostly green flames dance in a shallow pit before you; beyond, on a
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CF | sandstone throne, sits a toucan, very much alive and unmummified.
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CF | "What on earth is a living human girl doing here?" asks one mummy.
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CF | "There's no need to be rude," says the other. She rises slowly to
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CF | greet you. "Welcome, little alive human girl. I am Nenut, and this is
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CF | Penenq—and that's Sanit," she says, of the cat sniffing at your feet.
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CF | "The gentleman in the throne is my husband, Djereth, the King of
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CF | Mummies. But he's not himself today."
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CF | "It is a pleasure to meet all of you," you reply. "My name is
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CF | Ebenezabeth. I think I can help."
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CF | > Lancelot says, "I guess thats a hint"
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Lancelot says, "ahhh"
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Lancelot says, "yep thrones are health risks"
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keltena says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to toucan"
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CF ] Palace
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CF | >
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CF | > TALK TO TOUCAN
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CF | "I will do my best to help, Your Majesty," you say to the toucan.
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keltena says (to ClubFloyd), "x him"
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CF ] Palace
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CF | >
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CF | > X HIM
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CF | His bright blue eyes and bright orange beak make the King of Mummies
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CF | seem very out of place, and he hops back and forth on his throne with
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CF | an energy that doesn't at all become a mummy.
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CF | The toucan chirps.
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keltena says (to ClubFloyd), "talk to sanit"
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CF ] Palace
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CF | >
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CF | > TALK TO SANIT
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CF | "What a handsome cat you are, Sanit!" you exclaim—although there
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CF | isn't
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CF | much left of him to base this impression on.
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keltena says (to ClubFloyd), "pet him"
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CF ] Palace
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CF | >
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CF | > PET HIM
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CF | You pet Sanit carefully, trying hard not to disturb his wrappings.
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CF | > keltena says, "Passes the Can You Pet the Cat test!"
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Lancelot says, "yep"
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keltena says (to ClubFloyd), "play dead"
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CF ] Palace
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CF | >
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CF | > PLAY DEAD
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CF | You blow the notes "DEAD" from the magic whistle. The toucan stops
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CF | hopping about, transfixed by the melody.
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CF |
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CF | Then the bird seems to wither away before your eyes, and wrinkled
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CF | linen wraps around its form—which grows, even as it wastes
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CF | away—into
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CF | the shape of a man. A shriveled mummy man.
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CF | Nenut and Penenq rise to assist him, but Djereth waves them away. He
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CF | walks up to you.
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CF | "It is rare for anything to happen on this dead planet—anything at
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CF | all," he says. "I find myself feeling a bit grateful to have suffered
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CF | this strange inconvenience. But I am more grateful to you, little
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CF | alive girl, for breaking the spell and restoring my proper form." He
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CF | puts a cold hand on your shoulder.
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CF | "It is my honor, Your Majesty," you answer, and he resumes his throne.
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CF | > Lancelot exclaims, "score!"
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DavidW says, "got it in one!"
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