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Hey idiots, want to get into this safe? No problem! We threw the key off the balcony when you were coming up. Saw it land right on top of the shitter outside!
Pretty sure you walking bricks can't read, so good luck, assholes!
A Scorchbeast came on us quick and quiet out of the night sky. We barely escaped with our lives, but now we've all got this sickness.
I didn't think. I just ran. No way in hell they're sticking me in a cage to poke and prod. I'm going to beat this damned Scorched plague. Someone has to be the first to do it, right?