As you clutch your wound, desperately trying to slow the blood flow, your only thought is to buy time, just enough to make it up the stairs to Spudly. Each step feels like an eternity, the pain intensifying with every movement. Finally, you reach the top, your heart pounding with both fear and determination. But as you take that final, triumphant step, your strength gives way, and you collapse, your body betraying you to the merciless grip of blood loss. You tumble down the stairs, the world spinning in a blur of agony and regret, until darkness claims you, leaving only the echo of your unfulfilled mission to save Spudly
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Thank you!
RIP me, my adventure, and I assume Spudley.
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Your welcome ̿̿ ̿̿ ̿̿ ̿'̿'\̵͇̿̿\з=( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)=ε/̵͇̿̿/’̿’̿ ̿ ̿̿ ̿̿ ̿̿
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