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The footsteps draw closer... and closer... and closer. Encard moves to the window to see who's outside. Several of the others follow him.
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Bow down to the Weasels of Apocalypse! RaBid Fruit Trees! RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!! Miniature Exploding Demonic Demons of Doom, Death and Desruction!
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