}{The screen is filled with snow, black with hints of gray here and there as a picture struggles to form. A glare of circular spectacles pierces through the thick dust, momentarily disembodied till the frame fills with a tired smiling face attached to those specks. Anji is panting lightly, leaning against a cracked counter where he lies a dead boar
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What a way to go. I'd applaud you there, if you weren't... dead.
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Hm...
[Be right back, off to go catch some flesh eating butterflies]
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You bastard... what the hell did you...
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