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You move through the jungle across worn, cracked paths, sweating in the midnight heat. Statues of mythical beasts sneer at you through the prehistoric trees. The air buzzes with insects.


You reach a glade, strewn with old flagstones. Ahead, rearing into the night sky, is the Stone Temple Library.

A guard stops you at the door. The moonlight glints off his laser rifle. 

'Welcome to the archives,' he says. 'Identification, please.'

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