Awakening from the Dream of Existence to the Multidimensional Nature of Our Reality
   
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"I met him again, at Agroprom. We were underground before the flooding occurred, searching for artifacts, and I saw my friend in a group of bodies. He was dressed as Monolith. I wager that he died twice -- once when he fell to the Zone's influence, and again to.. what looked like a claw to the back of his helmet. It saddened me to see him laying there like that, but even more so when we returned to the surface; my friend was gone long before he died, and though I recognized his face, there was nothing left of him in his eyes. He never really made it this far, but he kept walking so we couldn't bury him.
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