Gingerly moving the old man's hand aside, you rip open the parchment envelope, eager for an explanation of everything that has been happening. At first tear the room fills with a powerful light and your body feels as if it's being stretched from all sides. Tearing, ripping, searing pain is all you can think about, see, feel. The agony is so great you can't help but cry out as you clench your arms around yourself, trying to keep your body together. But right when you think you must be dying, you're laying on a dusty road and the pain is gone. Tears soak your face, creating matted mud to cloud your vision. With a shaking arm, you clear your eyes. Gasping, you see...
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