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There was once a stranger, a rugged-looking man with a shotgun on his back, who walked into the depths of a dungeon. He had heard rumors of strange noises and movements coming from deep within, and he had come to investigate. The stranger descended the dark and damp steps of the dungeon, his shotgun at the ready. The air was thick with a musty scent that made his nose wrinkle in disgust. He heard…